The sound of her alarm clock echoed through the minimalist bedroom. A girl opened her eyes slowly, her sharp dark brown gaze focusing on the morning light spilling through the curtains. She didn't need an alarm to wake up, but it was part of the routine—a routine that began with discipline and ended with victory.
The morning sun streamed through the windows of the high-rise apartment, the city of Seoul sprawling beneath. She stood before the large mirror, gazing at her reflection. Her eyes were sharp, calculating, ready for the day ahead. Her sleek Brown hair framed her face perfectly, her expression unreadable.
A soft knock at her bedroom door interrupted the silence. "Miss Kim, breakfast is ready," a voice called from the other side.
She looked at the clock, her long, brown hair flowing down her back, and she stretched with a quiet sigh. She looked at the time—6:00 a.m. Despite being one of the most powerful women in South Korea, she followed a strict schedule. After all, time was money.
"I'll be down in a minute," she replied in a sweet and authoritative tone.
Her personal assistant, a loyal woman named Jiwon, had been with her for years, taking care of every detail of her life. From the moment she opened her eyes to the moment she closed them at night, her every move was carefully planned.
As she stood up and walked towards the large walk-in closet, she saw her reflection in the mirror. She was a reflection of grace and strength, dressed in an effortlessly chic robe ready to face the day. Her beauty was undeniable, but it was her sharp mind that had pushed her to the top.
Good morning, Miss Kim," Jiwon greeted the girl as she entered the dining room. Light snacks were laid out on the smooth glass table: freshly made coffee, croissants, and fresh fruit. But her attention was elsewhere. She glanced at her phone as she sat down, scanning emails and messages. Some from overseas partners. A few missed calls from her legal team. Everything was moving at the speed of light, and she was at the center of it all.
"I've told you many times, Jiwon, call me Kiara," she said, smiling.
"Alright, Kiara," Jiwon replied playfully, raising an eyebrow. "But you know, for someone so accomplished, you're oddly persistent about the smallest things."
"That's right," she thought to herself, her heart filled with quiet pride.
'Kiara Kim, CEO of Kim Enterprises International. One of South Korea's leading conglomerates, with enterprises spanning the globe. The youngest and most successful entrepreneur in the industry. That's who I am.'
"Is there any important work?" Kiara asked looking at her phone
"Just the final report from the textile enterprise in India," Jiwon replied. "Your meeting with the board is scheduled for 11am."
Kiara nodded, her sharp mind already working out the numbers. She was planning international expansion into new markets, and this venture could be the key to taking her empire global. But there was no room for mistakes - her competitors were always a step behind, but they were catching up.
As she took a sip of her coffee, Kiara's phone rang again. This time, it was an international call.
"Kiara Kim," she answered, her tone cool and professional. "What is it?"
A voice from the other end greeted her in English. "Good morning, Ms. Kim. I just wanted to update you on the shipping logistics for the new deal with the European textile suppliers. We'll be able to move forward as planned, but we'll need your confirmation by the end of the day."
"Understood," Kiara replied, already reviewing the details in her mind. She knew the importance of this deal—it could boost her company's reputation in the international market.
After the call ended, Kiara put down her phone and looked at Jiwon with a slight smile, saying, "I'm Kiara Kim. The queen of the business world, and no one in this industry is even close to challenging me."
Jiwon smiled softly, though she knew Kiara was speaking the truth. Over the years, Kiara had become a force to be reckoned with, leading a conglomerate that spanned multiple continents and industries.
As the morning wore on, Kiara's mind shifted toward her next big project—an international venture that would span India, South Korea, and Europe. This deal was going to be massive, and Kiara had already planned her next moves. The business world knew her name, but she was just getting started.
After finishing her breakfast, she stood, ready to tackle the challenges ahead. "Jiwon, I'll need the final report by 10 AM," Kiara said with unwavering authority. "And make sure everything is ready for the board meeting at 11. We're going global, starting today."
With those words, Kiara Kim left her penthouse, stepping into the elevator and heading toward her empire—an empire that she had built with her own hands, and one she would rule for years to come
The morning sun cast a golden glow over the city as I stepped out of my penthouse, my thoughts sharp and my focus unyielding. I could already feel the weight of the merger proposal in my hands—the one that could reshape my empire. Everything seemed perfect, yet something tugged at me, a quiet unease I couldn't shake.
"Ms. Kim, everything's set for the meeting," my assistant's voice broke through my thoughts.
She nodded absently, her mind still elsewhere. The car sped through the bustling streets of the city, but her thoughts were miles away. She glanced down at my phone when it pinged, the screen flashing with an unknown number.
She hesitated.
Should I answer? Was this the distraction I needed—or something much more dangerous, a threat to everything I'd worked for?
'I had built Kim Enterprises into the powerhouse it was today. I was 28, one of the youngest CEOs in South Korea, with global ventures stretching across continents. But even now, after all the success, I couldn't help but feel... unsettled. I had always trusted my instincts, and right now, they were screaming at me that this call was important. Perhaps even life-changing.'
She inhaled deeply, pushing the thought aside. "No, I wasn't about to let anything derail my plans. Not today."
Another day of shaping the world. Another day of success.
As She approached her desk, her mentor's words echoed in her mind, "Success isn't just about making money. It's about making an impact."
She stood before the mirror, taking a moment to study her reflection. Confident. Unyielding. She whispered to herself, "And I always make an impact."
"And I always make an impact," she whispered to herself, a smirk tugging at her lips.
I knew what i had to do. I was in control. I always had been.
Kiara's fingers hovered over the phone again. The unknown number still flashing on the screen. To answer it, to see what was waiting on the other side?
One last breath. One final decision.
She pressed "Accept."
The screen lit up with the words: Kim Seojin.
Her heart skipped a beat. Something about this call felt... different. The weight of the moment pressed down on her, and she knew deep inside,
"This was the call that changed everything."