The footsteps of the youngest son of the Schultz family echoed through the halls of the company, each step growing louder as he approached his office. His presence was unmistakable, a blend of authority and intensity that commanded attention. As he reached the door to his office, he gestured for his secretary to stay outside, her puzzled expression fading as she obeyed his unspoken command.

With a measured hand, he closed the door behind him, ensuring it clicked shut softly. His gaze lifted, meeting the eyes of the person waiting for him—a figure who seemed almost to glow with an enigmatic allure. As he walked toward her, his movements were deliberate and purposeful. He removed his watch, placing it carefully on the desk with a sense of finality.

Standing before his secret lover, he let his voice drop to a low, intense whisper, the weight of his words hanging heavily in the air.

"l will kill him if you choose your fiancé over me, my love."