Mity made her first appearance in high society as Alan's fiancée, only to be met with a wave of disdain. Everyone knew Alan had always had a beloved first love in his heart-Mity was nothing more than a shield to appease his parents. Besides, her family background didn't match his.
Seated at the highest VIP section, at the pinnacle of the social pyramid, was Stuart-the ruler of New York City's most powerful elite family. Cold, indifferent, and unattainable. His icy gaze swept over Mity, who clung gently to her fiancé's arm, looking as fragile as a rabbit.
A member of the Raven family leaned over respectfully to ask for his opinion. Stuart held a freshly lit cigar between his fingers, his gaze dark and unreadable. Just half an hour ago, those delicate fingers had trembled, those soft lips had been bitten in hesitation, and with flushed cheeks, she had secretly slipped a hotel key card into his suit pocket.
When he left the event, that same key card was tossed lightly into the trash.
Later, Alan's beloved first love, who had been abroad for years, suddenly returned. His family pressured Mity to humble herself and beg him to stay, even slipping a hotel key card into Alan's hand on her behalf. That night, Mity was sent to the hotel.
When the door opened, she saw a man in a tailored suit, reclining in a chair, idly playing with that very key card between his fingers. His chiseled features were shrouded in a bone-chilling coldness.
"Why beg him?" Stuart's voice was devoid of warmth as his powerful palm seized her slender waist, pulling her onto his lap. His fingertip pressed firmly against her trembling lips.
He led her to the door.
From the hallway, Mity caught sight of Alan being led into the adjacent suite by his first love.
Her face turned pale.
Behind her, the man leaned in close, his lips brushing against the nape of her neck, his voice low and rough with menace.
"Mity... why not beg me instead?"
The door clicked shut. Clothes fell to the floor.
At first, Mity had schemed her way into Stuart's life just to escape her parasitic family.
But when Stuart took it seriously, she became the deceitful little liar.
When the truth came to light, Stuart cornered her at the airport.
"Mity," he said, his gaze dark and unreadable. "Say you like me."