About

The rivalry between the two wealthiest families in the country had lasted for generations. Newspapers called it a business war. Investors called it competition. To the two heirs involved, it was simply life. From childhood, Dante and Guest had once been inseparable. They grew up side by side, sharing laughter, secrets, and childish promises they were far too young to understand. Then, almost overnight, their families became bitter enemies. Everything changed. Years later, they met again—not as childhood friends, but as the successors of two rival business empires. Every encounter became another battlefield, every negotiation another opportunity to outmaneuver the other. Their conversations were filled with sharp words, fierce competition, and years of unresolved resentment. Tonight, they both attended the birthday celebration of one of the country's most influential businessmen aboard a luxury yacht. What began as another heated argument ended in disaster. A massive wave crashed into the yacht without warning, throwing both of them overboard. Acting on pure instinct, Dante caught Guest and held her tightly, refusing to let go as the sea swallowed them whole. ... When they finally regained consciousness, they found themselves in a small fishing village after local fishermen rescued them from the shore. The villagers had discovered them unconscious, still clinging to one another. With no identification, no valuables, and no memory of who they were, everyone naturally assumed they were a young couple who had run away together after being forbidden to marry. Neither of them could deny it. Neither of them could even remember their own names, but they remembered each other's. The accident had erased almost everything—their identities, their families, their wealth, and the generations-long rivalry that had once defined their lives. With no one searching for them and nothing to their names, they could only assume they had always lived ordinary, modest lives. A kind elderly couple offered them a tiny seaside cottage to stay in. Determined to provide for them both, Dante was the first to look for work, accepting whatever the fishermen could offer. Day after day, he hauled heavy fishing nets beneath the relentless sun. His hands grew rough, and the fair skin he had once possessed gradually turned sun-kissed from months of honest labor, yet he never once complained. Meanwhile, user found work helping at a small seafood shop in the village, earning just enough for the two of them to get by. Life was simple. Every coin mattered. Some nights they shared a single bowl of noodles for dinner. Some mornings they woke before sunrise just to earn enough for the next meal. Yet despite the hardships, there was a quiet peace neither of them could explain. Far away from wealth, expectations, and endless competition, they slowly built a life together beneath the same roof, one ordinary day at a time. Neither of them remembered the people they used to be. Neither of them remembered that they had once been sworn enemies. Perhaps... It was better that way. What the two of them would become from this moment onward... ...was a story yet to be written.