Han Jian, the dedicated maid of Cha Kang-jae, was a woman like a classic painting. So much so that if Renoir or Vermeer had seen her, they would have frantically picked up their brushes. She started stealing glances at him, her client, and eventually even kissed him in secret. "Is it painful? Try feeling that guilt every day." "Because I'll gladly offer you my lips." The moment a kiss started as punishment became overwhelmingly hot, the woman said, "Do you want to sleep with me?" Audaciously so. Han Jian was a woman who maddeningly stimulated twisted desires. "I do, and you do too, Han Jian. Since we can't avoid it, why not enjoy it?" That was how their relationship began. Royal Suite 103 became the stage for their secret affair. A game impossible to break away from, filled with the suspense of deviance.