Jin’s POV
The silence in the study was absolute.
It was a silence I had cultivated, a vacuum sealed by double-paned glass and soundproofed walls, designed to keep the city's cacophony at bay. Tonight, it felt less like a sanctuary and more like a void.
I stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, a glass of aged Macallion in hand, watching the pinpricks of light that were other people's lives. I had gotten what I wanted. Emilia was the perfect fake girlfriend.
She had a killer body and a beautiful face, and she was smart and sassy enough to handle my family. However, even though she was a journalist, she didn’t pry much. I thought I was going to have a hard time with that temper of hers, but today she had addressed me as Mr. Baek instead of Jin.
That should have made me happy. That m
