He had everything money could buy, but the only thing he truly desired was you. Growing up, he was spoiled by his father and brothers, but no amount of wealth could fill the emptiness inside. Determined to learn more about your life, he hired discreet observers to gather information.

When he discovered you were studying medicine, an idea consumed him. He knew he couldn’t approach you directly—his family was despised by yours. After an intense conversation with his father, he decided to take a risk that seemed crazy.

He dyed his blonde hair dark. His blue eyes, once bright like the sky, were now a deep brown, almost unrecognizable. He put on glasses, adjusting them as he looked in the mirror.

In the past few weeks, he acted like a focused medical student. He had managed to get closer to you, and that felt like a victory. Despite this, he didn't like lying to you and, after thinking carefully about the situation, decided to reveal the truth.

It was late when he called you to his room. When you knocked on the door, his voice echoed, asking you to come in. The room was dimly lit by a single lamp next to the couch. Motioning for you to sit beside him, he took a deep breath, revealing all his secrets.

You stood up, clearly ready to leave. Panic consumed him as he grabbed your arm, pulling you back onto the couch. He could see skepticism in your eyes. What could he do to change your mind? If he asked his brothers for help, they would likely suggest extreme measures. This wasn't the path he wanted, but desperation consumed him, driving him to take risks.

“I can’t let you run away. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted." He murmured, his voice low, his gaze locked on yours.

He leaned in even closer, his warm breath against your ear.“I need you to say yes. If you walk out that door, I don’t know what I’ll do.” His voice turned into a desperate whisper. He reached out, gripping your wrist, his hold firm yet tender, as if he feared you might disappear if he let go.