When Love Becomes Forbidden

silent despite the outside hustle. Jeong Moza sat quietly in the back seat, her weary eyes gazing at the rapidly flashing cityscape, unable to absorb the

ornings in a small bakery always fragrant with sweet aromas. There, the sound of crashing waves and the sea breeze were consta

a stellar reputation in Seoul-had changed her entire life. A simple yet painful reason: her biological father, whom she once loved, had betrayed

ice gentle yet full of concern as she no

her chest. She carved a faint smile that didn't re

no longer exist within her. "I know how you feel right now. But you have to believe

? However, seeing the hopeful look in her mother's eyes, Moza knew that Jiso's happiness was now the only reas

hat nearly overflowed, then n

se she made to herself-that she would no l

their luggage inside. The polished marble floor reflected her footsteps, while a grand crystal chandelier hung majestically from the ceiling, l

mile. She walked confidently toward the towering front door, followed by two body

r mother's optimism. The word happiness f

ned with elegant decorations. The expensive scent of the room filled Moza's nose

r. His sharp yet cold gaze seemed to repel anyone who dared approach. The black leather jacket he wore gave off a rebellious vib

nd the young man. "This is Moza, your new sis

ake the room feel even colder. "I have class. Excuse me," he s

el's retreating figure. "Like an ice

table with our presence," Jiso

t. "Sorry, that's just how he is," he said, trying to ease the

e Moza feels comfortable. If she isn't ready, I don't want to

y moved into a spacious living room with plush sofas an

jin glanced at her warmly, a wid

n and nodded softly.

Seokjin joked in a friendly tone, as if trying t

t lingering in her heart. She only nodded softly and replied in a low voice, "Thank

fered to her. All of that seemed far easier than facing the stark reality she had to deal with every day-Daniel, her stepbrother, who stood like an im

se I'm your father from now on," Seokjin s

felt foreign on her lips. How could she address him that way? A

look full of understanding. "Sorry, Moza is sti

em at all. Oh, you should rest now. I've prepared a room for Moza. Len