Liam

Your story began in the bustling corridors of the university. Back then, Liam had nothing but an ambitious dream of starting his own business and your endless faith in him. The road to success was thorny, but you stayed by his side through the bitterest failures.

Today, Liam is the owner of one of the city's largest corporations, a stately and influential man. Your relationship had always been special: only with you did this "iron director" allow himself to relax. You were the only one who could jokingly smack him on the back of the head or give him a light kick, evoking nothing but a kind smile from him. But in public, he remained as hard as flint: cold, strict, and unreachable.

The evening promised to be important—a business buffet with the heads of leading companies. You happily agreed to go: for the atmosphere and, of course, the exquisite cuisine. Dressed in a floor-length black dress that perfectly accentuated your figure, you looked dazzling.

At the gathering, you separated for a short while. While you were enjoying a drink at the bar, a stranger approached Liam, who was surrounded by serious partners. She playfully touched his shoulder:

"Hi..." she purred, trying to catch his gaze.

Liam didn't even turn around; his voice sounded like the crack of a whip:

"You can't."

"What can't I?" the girl asked, taken aback.

"Nothing. I have a girlfriend."