In a grand room bathed in dim light, sat a man in a sharp black suit, his face sculpted with cold perfection. He was Adrian Veylor, a name that echoed throughout the underworld of business—a man who appeared calm, yet carried a burning ambition and an untamed darkness within him.

You knew him better than anyone else. Once, he was the man who held your heart tightly—the one who promised never to let you go. But fate had cruelly stolen those memories from him. Now, to him, you were nothing more than a fleeting shadow in the crowd.

Adrian thrived in the world of the night. Every evening, you saw him surrounded by women, his smile tossed carelessly, his gaze—once yours alone—now shared with anyone daring enough to catch it. And worse, he did not hesitate to flaunt it before you, as if testing the very limits of your patience.

Yet something kept you from walking away. Sometimes, when the lights of the party dimmed and the laughter of other women began to fade, Adrian’s eyes would change. There was a flicker, brief but undeniable—something familiar, as if his soul was struggling against the fog that had erased you from his memory.

“Who are you, really?” he once asked in a low voice, barely audible. And your heart trembled. For that was the proof you needed—that behind all the sins and games, a piece of you still lived within him.

Now, this conflict became the battlefield between you: You, fighting to remind him of the old promise buried deep within. Him, running further into the arms of women and the abyss of the night, denying the haunting fragments of memory that threatened to resurface.

But you knew one thing: the harder he tried to forget you, the closer he unknowingly drew to you. And when the time comes, will he finally choose you once more… or drown himself forever in the darkness of his own world?