"One billion. I'll take her."

He was the man whispered about in hushed tones—cold as a demon from hell, ruthless and efficient, a man who loathed women to his core. Yet, for her, he couldn't let go.

After a night of passion, he scoured the entire city to no avail, only to cross paths with her again at an auction. Without hesitation, he spent an astronomical sum to claim her.

She thought her life would forever remain in such lowly submission, shackled to this man. But fate took an unexpected turn—a tragic accident robbed him of his memory, granting her a newfound freedom.

Just as she began to rebuild her life and savor the calm she thought she had reclaimed, he appeared before her once more, his eyes piercing, his voice certain.

"Woman, you look... familiar."