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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They walked side by side along the sun dappled road,the quiet between them comfortable but curious.

Ruhi glanced up at him from the corner of her eye," so,what brings you to our little town,Mr Lost?

He chuckled softly,the sound deep and warm." Business,as i said earlier.I am finalizing a deal for a vineyard resort nearby".

" Ah,a serious man with a serious suit",she teased," And yet no sence of direction".

"GPS betrayed me".he said solemnly.

She laughed," Well, thank God for basil runs".

They rounded the corner towards a row of cypress trees.She hesitated then tilted her head.

"It may be odd to ask...as we have just met but, may i know your name ,Mr Lost?"

He paused, turning to look down at her fully now, a breeze lifting the hair from his forehead.

" Min yoongi",he said,his name like a low note in a love song." And you?"

" Ruhi...Ruhi Bellini," she replied." Artist,market expert, occasional tour guide for lost men in nice shoes".

Yoongi chuckled and looked at her and asked" Ruhi?"he asked tasting the name carefully on his tongue." That is not an Italian name, Right?."

Ruhi smiled faintly,She was used to the question,but somehow, coming from him,it didn't sound like curiosity __ it sounded like intrest.

" No,it's not" she said softly." It was given to me by my mother,who was from india.She met my father, while studying in Florence.They fell in love, broke the rules and.....made me."

Yoongi looked at her with something unreadable in his expression."That is... beautiful.Sounds like your name Carries a story".

" It does" she said, glancing at him." Ruhi means ' soul' ".

Yoongis gaze lingered." A fitting name".

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she looked away, laughing gently to shake of the weight of the moment." So,Mr Lost-Min Yoongi, you have found your hotel,but it seems you have also found a tour guide with an unusually deep backstory".

He smirked," I have had worse mornings".

She pointed towards a narrow side street." Hotel Vigneto is just down there,on the left.The one with ivy- covered terrace".

He stopped, turning towards her and smiled." Well, thank you Miss Bellini ", he said offering the faintest bow of his head," Its pleasure being rescued by you".

She shrugged," It's what we do here.Help strangers who look like they stepped out of a fashion magazine ".

His laugh was low and real." If I get lost again tomorrow....will you still help me?".

She grinned." That depends.Are you always this polite,or is it just because you are in Italy?".

Yoongis eyes twinkled " Maybe it's because I met a girl named soul"

She chuckled softly with her slight blush," Now go Mr Min or you will get lost again".

He smiled and before going he again turned" Thank you again,Ruhi.Really".

She looked at him and smiled " Your welcome,Mr Lost.Be careful next time! I won't be there every time! She said with a laugh waving at him.

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After few days to that incident,

The Tuscan sun was beginning to mellow into a soft gold as Ruhi walked down the narrow cobbled street leading to the little cafe.Her earphones were in,music drifting softly into her ears_an old hindi song her mother used to hum on quiet evenings.The world around her faded into background colour and sound.

She wasn't paying attention.

Not to the boy on the bike barreling around the corner too fast.

Not to the shout from across the street.

Not until_

A strong arm yanked her back into a hard chest just in time.

The bicycle flew past,a blue of wheels and panic, missing her by inches.

Her breath caught in her throat,her heart pounding as her earphones slipped free.She looked up from the chest into the eyes of her mysterious savior who still had a firm grip on her waist.

It was him.

Min Yoongi.

His chest was rising and falling with quit urgency,eyes dark and slightly wide from the scare.His hair was a little messier this time.His black shirt unbottoned at the collar,he looked more.....

Human.

Not a tycoon.Not a mystery.Just a man who looked terrified he'd just watched her nearly get hurt.

"Are you ok?" he asked, voice low but sharp with concern.

Ruhi nodded slowly,still catching her breath.

"I-I didn't see him.I wasn't.."

"Looking",hee finished for her gently, finally releasing her waist.

She followed the warmth of his strong arm,as it slipped away," What are you doing here?".

" I could ask you the same",he said then added," I was on my way to that café. The one near the fountain we met that day".

She blinked," You remembered that?".

He gave a small smile looking slightly down at her due to height difference," I remember strange things".

She let out a breathy laugh, brushing her hair behind her ear."Well, thanks....for saving me".

Yoongi looked at her seriously, voice softer now.

" Don't walk with earphones on in these narrow streets.Things move fast around corners."

She gave a mock salute," Noted,Mr. Lost".

They stood there for a beat too long,his hand still tingling from where it had touched her waist,her heart still thudding against her ribs from the near collision.The town sound slowly returned: The chatter of old men playing cards,bird song above the stone rooftops,the faint clatter of plates from a distant trattoria.

Ruhi tilted her head, studying him.

His Shirt was looser today, sleeves casually rolled ,the top two buttons undone,.He wasn't wearing his blazer,and his hair not styled like the first time they met,but it fell

Little more freely over his forehead.There was something almost.....softer about him today.

She squinted, stepping back a little and crossing her arms with exaggerated suspicion." Anyways",she said,her voice teasing, " are you going on a date?".

He blinked," what?".

"you just...look different from our first encounter." she circled him dramatically, grinning." Less businessman.More..."she looked up at him,lips twitching," mysterious man in a Tuscan romance novel".

He gave her an amused look , trying not to smile." So,now i am a fictional character?".

She shrugged innocently." If the shoe fits.Or the perfectly tailored shirt".

Yoongi chuckled __ a low,surprised sound that made her heart skip in the smallest,most inconvenient way." And what about you,Miss soul?",he said, raising an eyebrow." Walking around with earphones in,humming to yourself.Very main character behaviour."

Ruhi gasped theatrically." I am the main character.Thank you for finally noticing."

They both laughed,the tension breaking like a wave.

After a moment,he nodded towards the cafe at the corner." Walk with me? Perhaps you were also going there.I could use a coffee."

Ruhi smirked" Coffee as in...a reward for rescuing a reckless girl from a death-by-bicycle situation?".

" Exactly ",he said." Hazard pay".

She fell into the step beside him,her smile softening as they walked beneath the terracotta rooftops and hanging flowerpots.

And though neither of them said it out loud,both of them were starting to wonder__

Was this really a coincidence?

Or was Tuscany upto something?

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