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FATE (Moonsun)

Moonbyul, a man of power and wealth, had always been accustomed to getting what he wanted. His life was a whirlwind of business deals, jet-setting across the globe, and commanding the attention of everyone around him. But amidst the chaos of his empire, there was an emptiness he couldn't shake.

Yongsun, on the other hand, knew the value of hard work and struggle. Her days were spent brewing coffee and serving customers at the quaint cafe owned by her dear friend Hwasa. Life had dealt her a tough hand, especially with her mother's battle against cancer. The weight of medical bills and the desperation to find a cure loomed over her.

One fateful night, Yongsun found herself at a crossroads. A friend from the club whispered about a path that promised easy money, a path she hadn't dared consider before. With a heavy heart and a trembling hand, she took that first step.

The night was dark and silent as Yongsun paced her small, dimly lit apartment. She had been back from her evening shift at Hwasa's cafe, where she worked as a barista, for a couple of hours. Her mother's medical bills were piling up, and desperation gnawed at her heart. The cancer that had taken root in her mother's body showed no mercy, and Yongsun couldn't bear to see her suffering.

Her friend had whispered an offer that had lingered in the back of Yongsun's mind. "Easy money," her friend had said, "Quick and without strings attached."

As Yongsun's fingers hovered over her phone, she knew that she was teetering on the edge of a decision that would change the course of her life. She had to do something to save her mother, even if it meant compromising her principles. With a deep breath, Yongsun dialed the number that had been reluctantly provided to her. She had been given a name, a stranger who sought companionship, and who was willing to pay handsomely for it.

The call went through, and Yongsun's heart raced as she heard a deep, unfamiliar voice on the other end of the line. "Hello?"

"Um... hello," Yongsun replied, her voice trembling. "I... I heard you were looking for someone."

The voice on the other end was masked with confidence. "That's right. I'm looking for someone to keep me company for the night."

Yongsun hesitated, her conscience warring with the urgency of her situation. "I... I'm available. What's your name?"

The stranger introduced himself as Moonbyul, and his words were filled with an assurance that simultaneously reassured and unnerved Yongsun. They agreed to meet at a high-end hotel, and as Yongsun hung up the phone, she knew there was no turning back.

Yongsun arrived at the hotel, her heart pounding in her chest. She had dressed carefully, wearing a beautiful yet simple dress that she had borrowed from a friend. She knew the transactional nature of this encounter, but her desperation pushed her forward.

When Moonbyul opened the door to his luxurious suite, he was taken aback by the sight of Yongsun. Her beauty was striking, but it was the vulnerability in her eyes that captured his attention. He had expected this night to be like any other, but there was something different about Yongsun.

As the evening unfolded, Yongsun did her best to maintain a façade, to play the role that had been assigned to her. Moonbyul, on the other hand, couldn't help but be drawn to her. Her genuine kindness and warmth began to chip away at his own icy exterior.

They talked, shared stories, and found a strange connection amidst the unconventional circumstances. Moonbyul, who had always been so guarded, found himself opening up to Yongsun in a way he had never done with anyone before.

Yongsun, too, was affected by the enigmatic man before her. She sensed loneliness in him, a yearning for something more than his lavish lifestyle. The night that had begun as a transaction turned into a deeper encounter, one that left them both questioning their choices. Their paths intertwined in a way neither could have predicted. What had started as a desperate act had morphed into a connection that neither Moonbyul nor Yongsun could deny.