While visiting the Middle East as an interpreter, Sunwoo gets entangled in a kidnapping incident orchestrated by the armed militant group, Rauchika.

Into that nightmare-like time, a man even more nightmarish walks in.

“Hello, Sunwoo. Aren’t you happy to see me again in a place like this?”

A savior who has come with the ransom for thirteen hostages.

“You’re smart, Han Sunwoo. So do the math. Figure out why I flew all the way out here.”

The man she had loved to the point of madness six years ago, and then hated with the same intensity. An evil man itself—Baek Mukyeong.

“You’re f*cked now, Sunwoo.”

He had appeared once again to ruin her life.

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“This is a debt fulfillment contract for the 6.5 million dollars I lost because of you.”

Mukyeong continued, staring intently at Sunwoo.

“If you can’t pay it back in a lump sum, then it’s once per hostage. For a total of thirteen times, you will become the BI Foundation’s exclusive interpreter and serve as my voice.”

“Are you insane?”

To Sunwoo, Baek Mukyeong’s very existence was hell itself.

A constant reminder of the moment her father died, of the guilt from that day.

Being told to work as that man’s interpreter… she would rather be locked up again in Rauchika’s underground bunker.

“Say something that makes sense…”

“If you don’t like that option.”

As Sunwoo flared up, Mukyeong pushed another file folder in front of her.

The cover was identical.

However, its contents were far more humiliating, several times over.

“Once per hostage. A total of thirteen times. You can satisfy me instead.”

Had her heart stopped functioning? Blood didn’t seem to be circulating to her extremities.

Her fingertips, growing cold enough to feel a chill, tingled.

While her whole body grew heavy and limp like waterlogged cotton, her dysfunctional heart alone pounded laboriously, as if in an all-out sprint.

“Which will it be?”

Mukyeong’s eyes, as he asked so casually, were filled with composure.

“I’d prefer the latter.”

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