“How much do I need to pay you?”

He proposes a contract because he wants the woman in front of him—
staking terms she could never refuse.

“I said let’s date—date!
Do you even know what dating is?”

Jaeha raises his voice, frustration shaking it.
Watching him calmly, Lee-kyung replies in an even tone.

“I do know what dating is.
It’s when a man and a woman meet by mutual consent because they love each other.
Not this.”
“What?”
“Don’t dress it up as romance.
What you really want is something else, isn’t it?”

At her indifferent expression, Jaeha’s lips twist.
That woman who treats him like trash—
he wants her obsessively.

“If you want it, I’ll set the terms.
One year. Whenever I want.”

To have you, I’ll have to become trash, Cha Yi-kyung.
…
That’s fine.
As long as I can have you.

And so begins a twisted relationship, bound by a contract like that.