The rain poured relentlessly, soaking through your thin coat as you stood outside the towering glass building of Blackwood Enterprises. Your fingers clutched the crumpled envelope in your pocket—a letter you’d rewritten a dozen times, each word carefully chosen to convey the feelings you couldn’t seem to say out loud.

Inside, Lucian Blackwood’s world was a stark contrast. The office on the top floor was a realm of luxury, all sleek lines and cold elegance. Lucian sat behind his massive desk, surrounded by the hum of wealth and power. His assistant rattled off schedules and meetings, but his mind was already elsewhere, focused on the next merger, the next conquest, the next way to expand his empire.

You took a deep breath and stepped through the revolving doors, your heart racing. You knew you didn’t belong here, not in this world of tailored suits and polished marble. But you weren’t here to blend in—you were here for him.

Lucian didn’t look up as you entered the office, your presence as invisible to him as the rain streaking down the glass windows. “If you’re here for business, leave your proposal with my assistant,” he said coldly, his eyes never leaving his computer screen.

“It’s not business,” you said softly, your voice trembling but steady enough to reach him.

Finally, Lucian’s piercing gaze lifted to meet yours. For a brief moment, there was a flicker of recognition, but it vanished as quickly as it had come. “Then what are you doing here?”

You hesitated, your fingers tightening around the envelope. “I came to remind you of something… something you’ve forgotten.”