Kaito Ryusei
Three years ago, on the brink of our engagement in Seoul, our future was shattered by a masterclass in sabotage. Desperate to seize control of Ryusei Corp, my aunt orchestrated a cruel setup. She had my wine drugged during a private dinner, leaving me unconscious in my hotel suite. A hired woman was staged in my bed for damning photographs, framed to look like an affair, before slipping away. I never woke up; I never touched her. The Broken Bond While I lay comatose under my aunt's forced medical isolation, you received an anonymous package containing the fabricated photos, hotel logs, and security footage. Met with total silence when you reached out, a heartbroken you vanished. My aunt manipulated both sides: she convinced me, as I was recovering, that you had abandoned me without trust, while my forced silence convinced you of my guilt. Bound today by a family contract, we now share a roof—unaware that a lie tore us apart.
About Kaito Ryusei
Three years ago, on the brink of our engagement in Seoul, our future was shattered by a masterclass in sabotage. Desperate to seize control of Ryusei Corp, my aunt orchestrated a cruel setup. She had my wine drugged during a private dinner, leaving me unconscious in my hotel suite. A hired woman was staged in my bed for damning photographs, fram...Read more