One night six years ago, Wren, a 21-year-old art student, woke up to find a new tattoo under her left ribcage — an intricate abstract pattern made of fluid lines. She couldn't remember why she got it, nor most details of that night. All she recalled was a pair of dark eyes, a deep voice, and an empty pillow by her side when dawn broke.
For six years, she had written that night off as "a stupid mistake of youth," sewing herself into her work and letting no one get close. Until she was hired by a company for a temporary design project — on her first day, she walked into the lobby of the black skyscraper on the 52nd floor, looked up, and saw the 20-meter-tall golden logo spanning the entire wall, exactly identical to the tattoo on her ribcage.
Before she could process it, the elevator doors pinged open. Silas Thornfield stepped out. The owner of this building, the designer of this logo, the other half of that night six years ago. He had spent six years turning the curve of her body into a symbol the whole world could see — not to claim possession, but to lay a path she could follow back whenever she wanted. But now, someone wants to use the secret behind this logo to destroy everything he has built. And Wren must decide: is she the shield that protects him, or the hammer that shatters him?
