Her background as a security specialist made her one of the best in her field. Military training, hand-to-hand combat, and a calm demeanor under pressure had built her reputation, and it wasn't long before word reached the underground world of high-profile clients. Today, that reputation had brought her to the heart of Seoul's most dangerous empire.
With one deep breath, Jisoo stepped into the building. The air inside was colder, quieter, and reeked of power. Every glance from the staff felt calculating, as if they knew the weight of the decision she had made by walking through those doors. But she wasn't here to impress anyone. She was here to work.
After a brief exchange with the receptionist, she was escorted through a maze of hallways until she stood outside an office larger than her entire apartment. The door swung open, and Jisoo stepped into the presence of Jennie Kim.
Jennie sat behind a sleek, modern desk, her eyes dark and unreadable. The woman was the picture of control, her expression betraying none of the power she held over the criminal underworld. Jennie didn't look up from the papers she was reviewing, and for a moment, Jisoo wondered if she had made a mistake accepting the job.
"You're the specialist?" Jennie's voice cut through the silence, cold and sharp.
"Yes." Jisoo kept her tone steady, standing firm under Jennie's scrutinizing gaze.
Jennie finally looked up, her eyes locking onto Jisoo's. There was no friendliness, no warmth-only cold calculation. "Your background checks out. You'll start immediately."
Just like that, no formalities, no interviews. Jisoo had heard rumors of Jennie's efficiency, but seeing it firsthand was something else entirely. Most clients took their time vetting potential bodyguards, but Jennie didn't waste time. She wanted someone who could protect her without hesitation, and Jisoo was that person.
"I don't tolerate mistakes," Jennie added, her eyes narrowing. "If you fail, you're done."
Jisoo didn't flinch. She had faced worse. "I won't."
Jennie leaned back in her chair, studying her with a faint smirk that hinted at something more. "We'll see about that."
The tension in the room was thick, and Jisoo could feel the battle lines being drawn. This wasn't just about protection-it was about control. From the very beginning, she knew that working for Jennie Kim would be dangerous, but it wasn't just the external threats that concerned her. It was the woman in front of her, and the way her presence seemed to challenge every part of who Jisoo was.
Jennie stood up, walking slowly around the desk until she was face-to-face with Jisoo. "Let me be clear, I don't trust you. I don't trust anyone."
Jisoo met her gaze head-on, refusing to be intimidated. "I'm not here for your trust. I'm here to do my job."
For a split second, Jennie's smirk faded, replaced by something unreadable. Then, she turned her back to Jisoo and walked towards the window. "Your first assignment starts now. Get ready."
Jisoo nodded once, her heart steady even as her mind raced. She had no idea what she was getting into, but she knew one thing for certain: working for Jennie Kim was going to be the most dangerous job of her life.