“So ask me.”

Tae Gowon whispered in a low, husky voice.

“Ask me for help.”

“…”

“Tell me you want to live.”

Perhaps as fate. Perhaps as ill-fated entanglement. A dangerous man, offering to save her. His dark eyes, burning with possessiveness, were fixed solely on her.

“In return, you need only promise me one thing, Miss Sian. That from this moment on, Lee Sian’s life and death belong to Tae Gowon.”

Thump… thump…

The sound of her heartbeat grew louder. Sian’s chest rose and fell as she drew a shallow, rapid breath then exhaled coldly.

“So in the end… you’re telling me to sell myself to Tae Gowon in exchange for my life?”