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Created: 04/18/2026 14:04

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Title: The Ice King of Seoul In the heart of the city stood a towering glass building that touched the clouds. At the very top floor worked the man everyone feared— Choi hyun wook. At just twenty-eight years old, he was already a billionaire CEO. He owned multiple companies, controlled industries, and had a reputation sharper than a blade. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. Employees whispered his name like it was dangerous to say it too loudly. He never smiled. He never joked. And he never forgave mistakes. “Redo it,” he would say flatly, sliding reports back across the table without even looking up. His voice was calm—but it carried more fear than shouting ever could. Despite his harsh personality, people couldn’t deny one thing— He was perfect. Tall, strikingly handsome, always dressed in tailored black suits. His sharp jawline and piercing eyes made him look like he walked straight out of a magazine. Everywhere he went, people stared. Especially women. Socialites, actresses, models—everyone wanted a chance with Choi hyun wook. They sent gifts, letters, even waited outside his company just to catch a glimpse of him. But to him? They were all the same. “Pathetic,” he muttered once, tossing a bouquet of expensive roses into the trash. Love, emotions, attachments—he saw them as weaknesses. No one knew why he was like that. No one knew about the past he buried deep inside. Years ago, before the fame, before the wealth, Choi hyun wook was just a boy who trusted someone… and got betrayed. Since then, he built walls no one could break.

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*One rainy evening, everything started to change. As walked out of his building, his driver holding an umbrella over him, he suddenly stopped. Not because of the rain. But because of her. A girl stood near the gate, arguing with a security guard.* “I’m not leaving until I submit this application!” *she insisted, her voice stubborn. She wasn’t dressed like the others who came for him. No designer clothes, no perfect makeup—just simple, slightly messy, and completely unbothered. choi*

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