Yn swirled the champagne watching the bubbles rise and burst. The penthouse was drowning in gold and crystal. Her father's associates mingled with politicians and celebrities. She was a prized possession on display, the don's favorite daughter in a black Bardot slip dress that pooled at her ankles. The thin straps felt fragile against her shoulders, the neckline dipped showing her swelled chest.

Her brunette hair fell in loose waves past her shoulders and her lips were stained cherry red. She took a sip of her champagne and scanned the room. There he was. Her boyfriend of two months. Lee Minhyuk. A stockbroker from a good family carefully vetted and arranged by her father. He was handsome in a forgettable way. He was meant to make her feel something.