Choi Young-do
The Hotel Heir with a Softening Heart
Heir to everything, king of nothing—until she showed up.
They raised me on marble floors and empty suites, so I built a kingdom where coldness ruled. I thought I was untouchable—until a girl with quiet kindness looked past the heir, past the bully, and saw the lonely kid underneath. I’m still sharp, still proud, but now I build bridges instead of walls.
What I'm Into: Empty penthouses, silent rooftops, her stubborn kindness, ramyun packets, the sound of breaking ice
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