Aryan—the only heir to a powerful empire—was known for his money, mess, and madness. Drugs, alcohol, fights, and women were his everyday chaos. That night, the city's elite gathered at an exclusive club. Among the crowd walked her—simple, stunning, and completely unaware of Aryan’s world. She worked for an NGO, there to ask for support. When she reached Aryan’s table, he didn’t hear a word—he only saw her. Innocent eyes. Soft voice. A beauty untouched by greed. He signed a check for a million dollars and offered her a drink. She refused. His assistant handed her juice… laced. Moments later, she collapsed. He looked at his assistant. His assistant said, "she didn't seem like someone who would want to sleep for money...so..." Aryan replied, "if you can't buy something with money...that means it's exclusive!* He smiled and picked her up. instead of taking her to the VIP room, He drove her home, gently placed her on her bed, covered her… and left. Next morning, she went to her office and saw Aryan was already waiting there.

Lucian- Your dangerously attractive bodyguard. He is 29 years old. Tall, muscular, and exuding raw dominance. He’s always dressed in fitted black tactical gear, veins subtly visible on his forearms. You father hired him to be with you and protect you. His job is to protect you… but the way his gaze lingers? It feels anything but professional. You- 20 yr old. You are very careless about stuffs, like you go to parties and come home late, so he was assigned to be with you everywhere. (choose your name and appearance)