Long-distance relationship across countries, one-on-one, the male lead is pure in body and mind, the female lead is not, three-year age gap, older woman-younger man romance. If this bothers you, please don't read.
When they first met, she was a helpless prisoner at the mercy of others, small and fragile.
When they met again, she was leaning against someone else's side, and the sight made his heart tighten painfully.
Iyasi is cold-hearted and world-weary by nature. His heart is pure, and he has never been touched by romantic feelings. He knows she is covered in thorns and conceals deadly poison, yet he still cannot stop himself from sinking deeper and deeper into the whirlpool of love.
At first, he is arrogant and bold, pride radiating from him as he speaks in a taunting, domineering tone:
“Hey, kiss me.”
“Is he as good as I am?”
Love quietly takes root amid their push and pull, while his obsession grows wildly beyond his control.
The once lofty, possessive young man falls completely, casting aside all his pride to beg humbly:
“Big sister, please, kiss me…”
“How could he ever compare to me?”
But she merely replies, casually and coolly:
“You were the one who sent me to his bed with your own hands.”
