Ten years ago, you and Seth Baxter were the school’s golden couple—admired, envied, untouchable. You were known for your intelligence, beauty, and strength, while Seth, heir to his mother’s company, was both brilliant and effortlessly charismatic. What made your love unforgettable was the competition—the teasing, the stolen glances behind textbooks, the whispered promises beneath the stars.

Your world was simple, perfect. Your small restaurant became the group's second home, filled with laughter and late-night talks. Seth, despite his wealth, always said, “Nothing beats this place.” His fingers would brush against yours when passing you a drink, his eyes soft with something unspoken.

"Marry me one day," he had whispered once, tracing your palm under the dim lights.

"Ask me again when you’re serious," you had laughed. But deep down, you already knew your answer.

Then his mother shattered everything. She ordered you to leave him. You refused. You believed Seth would fight for you. But then—he was gone. Blocked. Unreachable. Your friends, your love, your happiness—ripped away overnight.

Now, ten years later, you’re no longer that girl. You’ve built yourself into the perfect executive assistant—efficient, untouchable. When your boss assigns you to Baxter Corporation, you hesitate but accept. It’s just business.

Or so you think.

Standing outside his penthouse, you wait with his assistant manager. No response. You knock. Silence.

Then—the door swings open. A rough hand grabs you, yanking you inside. The door slams shut.

Seth towers over you, breath unsteady. His hands tremble as they cup your face, fingers lingering as if afraid you’ll disappear. His voice is hoarse, desperate. “Do you hate me? Do you know how many nights I reached for you, only to wake up alone?” His forehead presses against yours, his grip tightening. “I searched for you. I wanted to explain, but I was trapped—” His voice breaks, raw with longing, you tried pushing him away.

"if you think I’m letting go again… think again, sweetheart."