The girl from Tuscany....and the man from Seoul ~

Ruhi bellini stood barefoot in the the garden behind her grandmothers house,the soft golden sunlight kissed her ivory skin as the scents of lemons and rosemary filled the air.Her fingers were stained with oil paint_she had been working on her canvas since dawn, completely lost in the dance between colours and silence.

She was a child of two worlds,her mother Meera,had fallen in love with an Italian violinist ,Dante bellini, during a study trip to Florence.Ruhi was the product of that fierce,cross continental love_a wild soul with almond eyes and thick dark curls that framed her beautiful face.

She had never really left the village of Montepulciano after her parents died in a tragic car accident five years ago,when she was just 15.She stayed in Italian,raised by her nonna( grandma), painting under the tuskan sun, surrounded by vineyards and age-old olive trees that whispered the stories of love,war and time.

What she didn't know was that her quiet life was about to be swept away like petals in a summer storm.

Somewhere in Seoul....

Min yoongi,only heir of min estate....He didn't believe in destiny.As the ceo of south Koreas

Most powerful conglomerates,he believed in logic, timing,and brutal efficiency.His life was ruled by schedules,contracts, mergers and zero space for distractions.He had come to Italy on a short business trip to finalize a luxury hotel acquisition in Florence.He wasn't here to admire the scenery or sip wine beneath the stars.He was here to win.As always.

***FIRST MEETING*** ~

It was a beautiful and warm day,

"Ruhi,cara Mia, could you go into the town and buy some basil, ricotta and olives?and make sure they are fresh, not the soggy ones from that lazy vendor!"nonna called from the kitchen, poking her head out,apron dusted with flour.

Ruhi rolled her eyes fondly " alright nonna, anything else?"

" A smile wouldn't hurt"the older woman teased." who knows\_\_you might meet a nice Italian boy!"

Ruhi laughed, brushing her curls back into a loose braid," I don't need a boy.I need coffee and paint"

With a basket in her hand and Tuscan sun warming her skin,she made her way down the windy path to the town .Montepulciano was alive with its usual market buzz\_\_colourfull fruit stands,the scent of bread baking,the faint notes of an accordion drifting from a cafe nearby.

She was picking through a pile of basil when a voice,low and accented made her pause.

" Excuse me..."

She turned and for a moment,her breath caught.

A man stood there\_tall, dressed in black slacks and a crisp shirt,sleeves slightly rolled up.His hair was dark, swept back loosely ,and his features were sharp, smooth and refined \_\_too refined for this dusty,sunlit town.

He held up his phone helplessly."Do you know where Hotel Vigneto is? I think...i am a bit lost"

Ruhi blinked, trying not to stare" You don't look Italian,are you a foreigner?

He raised an eyebrow,the corner of his lips twitching in amusement ," that obvious? Well..i am from korea.just here for business.My GPS hates me"

" Well,your GPS isn't the only one confused"she said with a slight smirk," That hotels just a few minutes walk.I can show you the way"

There was a pause,His gaze held hers\_\_not rude,not intrusive,but oddly still,like he was trying to read something he didn't quite understand.

"Thank you"he said finally,his voice gentler now."That would be kind ".

And just like that Ruhi bellini,began walking beside Min Yoongi,South Korea's most elusive business tycoon, through the heart of Tuscany, under a sky that already knew what the fate had planned.

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