Rose stormed out to her black car, her long hair flowing freely over her shoulders. She was dressed sharply in a pencil skirt paired with her favorite white shoes, exuding both elegance and authority. Without hesitation, she climbed in and started the engine, the roar of the car echoing down the driveway.

As she sped through the streets, her mind raced. From the very beginning, his behavior has been… strange. Perfect in every way. But today… today I’ll show him exactly who I am.

Fifteen minutes later, she arrived at Jeon Corporation. The file was firmly clutched in her hand, her eyes sharp and determined.

As she stepped out of her car, a guard quickly opened the door for her. Rose walked forward with effortless grace, her every movement commanding attention. Heads bowed instinctively, and even the most confident employees couldn’t help but admire her presence. Her hair danced in the breeze, moving freely, as if announcing her arrival to everyone around.

She was a vision of elegance and power—a princess who belonged to no one but herself.

Jungkook was in the middle of a meeting, going over collaborations and strategies with his employees. As he glanced toward the glass wall, he caught a glimpse of a familiar reflection—Rose, storming toward the building with determination blazing in her eyes.

A slow, dark smirk spread across his face. Ah… I’ve been waiting for this moment.

Rose reached the door, her presence commanding attention even before she spoke. A guard stepped forward, trying to halt her. “Ma’am, there’s a meeting in progress—”

She cut him off, her tone sharp and unyielding. “Are you opening the door, or not?”

The guard hesitated for a fraction of a second, then quickly bowed and opened the door, too intimidated to argue further.

Rose entered the room with the same elegance and grace that defined her every step. Heads turned instinctively, and even the most composed employees couldn’t hide their surprise. She moved like a force of nature, her anger evident, yet every movement exuded beauty and poise.

Jungkook’s gaze followed her intently, every inch of his body alert to her presence. So bold… so fearless… and still so breathtaking.

Without hesitation, Rose strode straight up to Jungkook. With a sharp flick of her wrist, she hurled the file papers at him. They flew through the air and scattered all over his desk—and even onto his perfectly tailored suit.

“Why do you want to marry me, huh?” she demanded, her voice fierce. “Who do you think you are?”

Jungkook didn’t flinch. A slow, dark smirk curved his lips as he leaned back slightly in his chair. “Ah… you must be thirsty,” he said, calmly picking up a glass of water and extending it toward her.

Rose’s eyes narrowed. Without a word, she shoved his hand aside. The glass slipped, crashing to the floor with a sharp sound, sending water splashing across the polished surface.

The room fell silent for a heartbeat, the employees frozen in shock at the fearless young woman standing before Jungkook. Yet through it all, he only smiled, utterly captivated by her boldness and defiance.

Rose wiped her hands on her skirt, her eyes blazing as she took a step closer. “Do you really think I’ll let you decide my life for me?” she snapped. “I don’t care who you are… I will never marry you!”

Jungkook’s dark smirk only deepened. He leaned forward slightly, his gaze locked on hers, unshaken by her fury. “Ahh… that’s exactly why I want to marry you,” he said, his voice calm but filled with dangerous amusement.

Rose’s jaw tightened. “What? That’s ridiculous! You can’t just decide for me. I’m not afraid of you, and I won’t be controlled by anyone—not even you!”

He chuckled softly, almost approvingly, the glint in his eyes sharp. “Fear doesn’t matter. Boldness… defiance… that’s what makes you mine.”

She glared at him, anger and disbelief blazing in her eyes, and shook her head. “I refuse! I won’t be anyone’s possession. I’ll never agree to this!”

Jungkook’s smirk widened. “We’ll see, Princess. We’ll see.”

The tension in the room was palpable, every employee frozen in stunned silence as the two powerful wills clashed—her fiery independence against his unyielding determination.