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"You," Augustine began, his voice firm and direct. "I'm making you an offer: we get married, immediately. This isn't a request, it's a demand." Augustine's uttered with a piercing gaze. 
Charles scoffed. “What type of bullshit is that?” He fired back. 

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Augustine Wales is a cold CEO who is known as the most successful and influential business man in Country H. 

His name alone commanded respect, his steely gaze and cold demeanor strike fear into even the most hardened of hearts. He was a man of few words, each syllable weighted with the power of his position. 

On the eve of Augustine Wales 29th birthday, he received an unexpected call from his family, their demands clear and uncompromising: find a spouse, or forfeit your stake in the family's vast wealth and influence. 

In that very moment after receiving the phone call, the gaze of Augustine fell upon a young man named Charles Donald and without thinking twice, Augustine immediately made a proposal to Charles, but was met with a swift rejection. 

Augustine's proposal was rooted in desperation but little did he know that fate was drawing him toward a future he never could have predicted.

"What will happen when Augustine Wales, the powerful CEO, finds himself unexpectedly falling for Charles Donald, a humble cleaner in his office?"
"When Charles' deadly secrets rise to the surface, will their fragile bond shatter, or will their love prove strong enough to weather the storm?"

Sweeping Him Off His Feet

Charles and Augustine lay on the ground, barely conscious, their vision hazy. Through the blur, they saw a group of armed men storm into the room, guns trained on the four men.

The unbearable pain clouded Charles and Augustine's senses, leaving them barely aware of their surroundings.

Their swollen eyes struggled to remain open, their bodies too weak to move, yet a fragile sense of relief settled in—the nightmare was ending.

Charles swallowed hard, the metallic taste of blood lingering on his tongue as he struggled to breathe, his face still pressed against the cold floor.

Meanwhile, Augustine, despite his own pain, dragged himself toward Charles, his trembling hands wrapping around his waist. "Hey… hey, keep your eyes open, okay?" Augustine stammered, his voice unsteady as he tightened his grip, desperate to hold Charles more closer to himself.

The death of Charles Donald.