Lost Feelings
Prologue

Below the white hall with some gold-colored decoration. All eyes are on the two couples who want to continue on to a more serious level.

The figure of a man in a complete black suit stood before his wife. His face was smiling like the warm sun, his jet black hair was combing partially back and revealing his handsome face. Both hands tightly grip their partner.

"Now you have officially become a husband and wife." Said the priest.

Flowers flew everywhere, boisterous sounds and applause enlivened the large hall. Endless congratulations are heard.

Husband and Wife Spouse who just did the wedding vows stand facing all the Invitation Guests as well as the camera that continues to photograph themselves.

It was a happy day, where the dreams of other girls who wanted to marry a rich single man were experienced by one of them.

Any luck? Destiny?

If they think like that, then all that, is wrong.

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The figure of a woman had just arrived at her residence, a few servants greeted her. The golden jewel-shaped chandeliers adorn the ceiling of the room.

A very luxurious and spacious residence. Not everyone gets something like this. This cannot even be called coincidence.

But it was not difficult for Lazel Pietra. The woman who came from an ordinary family, but has now become the partner of a man who is two years older than him, and the man is Hyunjae Pietra.

The Pietra family owns Pietra Group Entertainment. The wealth they had was not playful, almost one world acknowledged their success.

And the woman who was lucky to get Hyunjae was, Lazel.

Upon arrival in the Living Room, he released all his fatigue on the black sofa located there. The black suit that made her look formal, she loosened all her buttons so that it showed a black bra and a silver necklace in the shape of the letter 'L'.

"Does Miss need anything?" One of the servants approached him.

"Good."

Waiting for his servant to return. Both legs extend on a brown glass table that has a variety of beach shell decorations.

His white hand with black painted nails was playing his phone quietly with a look of a face that seemed to be indifferent to the world.

His left hand closed both eyes with his head resting.

"Haaah." The black phone lay beside him sitting down.

"Miss, the warm water is ready."

The silver-haired woman finally stood up, and the maid who had just greeted her followed along with her.

Right in the middle of the stairs to the second floor there is a large window. The window can show everything in front of the Villa.

"????" Lazel stopped his steps, so the servant who was walking on his knees smashed into Lazel's low back.

"N-Miss?" The waiter looked at the lady who was looking out of the window.

"Hm~ is coming with another girl again? Is it that easy to give up 'his masculinity' to someone else?" He said it without thinking.

"N-Miss! You don't have to feel sad! We'll be with An-"

"Wahaha! Sad??" The caramel-sliced pink lady laughed at what the maid had said to her.

Both of his palms stretched to the right and left, and were stylized as if ignorant. "I don't care what people do 'that',"

He folded his hands back in front of his chest. "I only care about the money." Snoots.