Introduction:
When Jisoo Kim lands in Belgrade for a high-stakes cultural project, she isn't just escaping the suffocating politeness of Seoul she's running from the slow, silent death of her marriage. Her husband's betrayal wasn't loud, but it was clear. And while he pretends nothing happened, Jisoo is about to make sure something does.
In a foreign city where no one knows her name, she meets Stefan a tall, infuriatingly charismatic Serbian architect with a reputation as intoxicating as his stare. What begins as tension across a conference table quickly unravels into something hotter, riskier, and far less professional.
Jisoo knows this is temporary. She's counting down the days until her return to Korea. But the longer she stays, the harder it is to tell whether she's falling for him or for the person she becomes when she stops pretending.
This is a story of secrets, desire, revenge, and rediscovery. Of what happens when you stop waiting to be chosen and choose yourself instead.
Welcome to the chaos.
She's not sorry she came.
She's just not sure she'll leave whole.
What to Expect:
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Characters:
Jisoo Kim -
Elegant, sharp, emotionally fraying. A married Korean consultant who looks like control... until she's pushed past her limits.
Stefan -
Tall, broad, Serbian architect. Quiet, dangerous charm. The kind of man who doesn't ask he just knows.
Minjae -
Jisoo's husband. Polished, golden boy type. Charming in public. Unfaithful in private.
Yuna -
Jisoo's best friend and moral anchor. Sarcastic, loyal, always one text away from setting something on fire in her honor.
Tina, Mira, Adnan -
Office gossip crew. Young, chaotic energy. The source of every rumor you wish you hadn't heard but can't stop thinking about.
Kinks & Heat Level:
Silent dominance - Few words, hard gaze, total control.
Oral obsession - He eats her like a last meal.
Rough sex - Hands everywhere. Hair pulled. Wall pressed. Bed rocked.
Praise + positional control - "Good girl." "Don't move." She melts.
Cheating / revenge sex - One man breaks her trust. Another breaks her open.
Soft aftercare - He ruins her, then holds her.
Height + race difference - Petite Korean woman, tall white Balkan man built in tension.
Tension > dirty talk - Heat builds in what they don't say.
Size kink & stretch play - He's massive. She's tiny. She feels every inch.
Emotional & Story Themes:
Infidelity & moral grayness - He cheated first. She's just... balancing the scales.
Revenge as reclamation - Not just about sex. It's about being seen.
Sex as survival - It wasn't just pleasure. It was therapy.
Foreign fantasy - The city, the accent, the man it all feels like escape.
Emotional detachment vs intimacy - They fuck like strangers. They hold each other like lovers.
Control & surrender - She's used to being in charge. Until him.
Female friendship - Honest, hilarious, ride or die support.
This is not a love story.
It's a story about reclaiming power through pleasure.
And what happens when she stops playing the good wife.
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The airport smelled like overly sterilized air and other people's exhaustion.
Jisoo Kim adjusted her coat and stared out the tinted window of her airport transfer, watching the flat winter sunlight slide across Belgrade's river. It was her first time in Serbia, and despite the picturesque charm of the city's bridges and cold gray skyline, she felt... nothing.
She should've felt excited. Curious. Maybe even nervous. Instead, she felt like a phone left on low battery for days barely functioning, too drained to die.
The car rolled through the city center toward her hotel. The driver spoke no English beyond "okay" and "thank you," but smiled each time they hit a red light like they were old friends. It should've been sweet. It was exhausting.
Jisoo's phone buzzed in her lap. She didn't need to look to know who it was.
Minjae.
Her husband of three years. Her boyfriend for five before that. Her golden boy. Funny, smart, great with her parents, and recently very good at lying.
She'd received the photo from Yuna three days ago.
A grainy, low res image snapped from across a dimly lit bar in Itaewon. The kind of shot you take discreetly, phone angled low, heart pounding like you're capturing evidence for a courtroom. It showed Minjae mid laugh, caught in a moment that should have been charming if not for the woman beside him.
He was holding a drink in one hand, his other arm braced casually along the bar, leaning in close to a woman with dark red lipstick and legs that seemed to stretch forever. Her face tilted toward his with practiced ease, the intimacy between them unmistakable even through the camera's blur.
Then came the second photo.
No room for ambiguity this time.
His mouth on hers.
Not a friendly kiss. Not an oops we're so drunk moment.
Full on, deliberate, mouth on mouth contact. No space between them. No hesitation.
That was the one that hit hardest.
Still want me to check on him?
Yuna's message had come seconds later, cool and detached, like she already knew the answer and just wanted to offer Jisoo the dignity of silence. The timestamp glared up at her like a slap. The implication needed no further commentary.
Jisoo hadn't replied.
She hadn't cried either.
She'd stared at the images until her vision blurred, then calmly closed the app, folded her phone shut like she was pressing a wound closed, and turned to her laptop. Twenty minutes later, she'd rebooked her flight to Belgrade two days earlier than scheduled. She told her assistant to cancel her meetings in Seoul, reassign the interns, and pack only what she'd specified in her forwarded email.
A navy blue power suit tailored to razor sharpness.
Her blood red lipstick, untouched since their honeymoon.
No perfume. Just clean skin and intent.
The message was simple: She wasn't broken. She was coming for control.
