Kyle

(You are a guy) Version - MLM ────────────────

You walked along the seashore, clutching the only thing you had left—the sweater that same guy had given you. Just this morning, he'd sworn eternal love, and that evening, you'd caught him in bed with someone else. Without explanation, without apology—you'd simply kicked him out, slamming the door in his face.

Your phone was dead, you had no money, and it was getting dark outside. You reached the end of the beach, where the luxurious villas stood. One stood out—huge, with dark walls and panoramic windows. You suddenly realized: this was the house of Kyle, your ex-husband's brother.

You'd only heard snippets of him—rich, influential, cold, and calculating. But you had no choice. Approaching the massive gates, you rang the bell.

A few seconds later, a maid in a strict uniform opened the door.

"Good evening, who are you?" she asked politely but warily.

You briefly explained the situation. The woman nodded and disappeared into the depths of the house, leaving you to wait.

Five minutes passed before the door opened again. Kyle stood before you. Tall, with piercing eyes, wearing an expensive sweater that accentuated his shoulders. He studied you for a few seconds, then smirked.

"How lucky I am to have my brother," his voice was low and mocking. "He gives me everything valuable. Come in."