Prajwal_Kadlag

Ahn Jae-hyun, a powerful CEO, and Kang Ji-ah, his fearless bodyguard, are forced into a contract marriage—unbeknownst to their families, they are already in love. But their happiness is short-lived as secrets unravel, revealing Ji-ah’s hidden twin, a long-lost mother, and a shocking betrayal.

Jae-hyun’s past holds its own mystery—was he truly the heir, or had he been living someone else’s life all along? As deception, fate, and powerful enemies threaten their love, Ji-ah and Jae-hyun must fight to reclaim their destiny.

A story of love, secrets, and a bond that defies all odds—"Beyond the Contract: A Love Meant to Be."

"Beyond the Contract: A Love Meant to Be"

(POV: Ahn Min-jae – A War Begins)

I left the mansion without another word. The moment I stepped outside, the cold night air hit me, but my blood was boiling. My hands clenched into fists.

I had spent my entire life trying to prove myself to Ahn Sang-hoon—believing that one day, he would see me as his son. But now, I knew the truth.

I was a weapon. A pawn in his twisted revenge against a man who had already lost everything.

Soo-min's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. She was standing outside my car, her face filled with concern.

"What happened in there?" she asked.

I exhaled slowly. "I know who my real father is."

I hesitated. Even saying it out loud felt strange. "Ahn Sang-hoon's greatest enemy. The man he destroyed."

She took a step closer, her hand reaching for mine. "Are you okay?"

I let out a bitter chuckle. "I don't know."

For the first time in my life, I felt like I didn't know who I was anymore.

Soo-min drove us back home. I was too lost in thought to argue.

The moment we stepped inside, she turned to me. "You need to find out more."

My mother had passed away years ago. My real father was gone. The only person left who knew the full truth was Ahn Sang-hoon—and I wasn't about to trust him again.

"There has to be something left behind," Soo-min said, her voice determined. "A clue. A letter. A will."

I met her gaze. She was right. My mother must have left something behind.

The next day, I went to my mother's old house—the one Ahn Sang-hoon had abandoned after her death. Dust covered the furniture, and the air was thick with memories.

I searched through her belongings, opening old drawers, checking between books. Hours passed, but I found nothing.

Just as I was about to give up, I noticed a loose wooden panel under her dressing table.

My heart pounded as I pulled it open.

I picked it up, my fingers shaking.

Chapter 17: A Love Hidden in Shadows (Part 14)