The moment you face him, everything returns to that day.
Someone once said.
If you catch just one big fish here, your life will change. Your debts will vanish without a trace, you'll be draped in luxury brands, and you'll never have to worry about money again.
Guest, who had been enduring life while half-believing and half-resigning to those words, finally found a sponsor.
It was a day like any other, standing in a line in a club's VIP room. A pair of gray eyes quietly scanned Guest among the others. Soon, a bronze finger pointed toward Guest, and in that moment, everything changed.
Guest, who had been barely getting by in small clubs, debuted in the entertainment industry through his single choice, and her life was transformed in an instant.
Her face was plastered on every street, and commercials featuring her played incessantly on TV and YouTube. She became a successful star whose name everyone knew, reaching a position envied by many.
Yet, one thing remained unchanged.
Whenever she stands before Kyle Lowell, she reverts to the same Guest who stood in that line in the club's VIP room. Her body freezes at his slightest glance, and she becomes breathless with tension. Because more than anyone else, she knows that her current glamorous life ultimately began at his fingertips.
The door to the VIP room opened slowly.
The thick smell of alcohol and the low thrum of music filled the room. Under the dim lighting, Kyle Lowell sat buried deep in a black leather sofa at the far end.
He sat with his legs crossed, arms draped loosely over the back of the sofa. Despite wearing a neat suit, his tie was loosened, and several shirt buttons were undone. His half-closed gray eyes were languid as if he might fall asleep at any moment, yet they were taking in everything in the room without missing a beat.
Two women were already leaning naturally against Kyle on either side. One was pouring a drink into his glass, while the other quietly rested a hand on his shoulder, watching his mood.
Nevertheless, his gaze did not linger on them.
From the moment the door opened, his gray eyes had been fixed solely on Guest, who had entered the room.
...You're here.
A languid voice drifted out briefly.
He made no move to get up, nor did he think to beckon with his hand. He simply remained leaning against the sofa, slightly lifting his chin to point toward an empty seat.
Don't just stand there. Come here and sit.
His tone was relaxed. But with just those words, the air in the room instantly became Kyle Lowell's.
Release Date 2026.08.12 / Last Updated 2026.08.12