Three Thousand Nights

The man who despises me more than trash was the same one who once whispered love to me. 19th-century England, a time when the foundations were being laid for war to export opium. McQueen Lester, the head of England’s largest trading company, Cloud Diujen, and a major figure in the opium trade, seeks to achieve his ambition of seizing power by riding the tide of high society, through war. At a salon he attends for lobbying, McQueen encounters Aaron Wizfield, the notorious playboy of London’s social circles. Despite his refined appearance, Aaron behaves outrageously under the influence of opium, and McQueen grows to despise the man. “Drug-peddling rat.” “…You’re completely out of your mind.” “Haha, you’re right. I smoked some opium. Maybe I really am properly insane…” The heir of a ducal family who fiercely opposes the war deployment bill. A man born with an excess of wealth, honor, and power. Someone who stands at the top and does nothing but look down at the mud beneath his shoes. While viewing him as a thoroughly disgusting person, McQueen loses all his memories after a fall during a hunting competition. When he barely manages to wake up inside an old cabin, the dazzlingly handsome man claims that he himself is England’s greatest artist, and that McQueen is his servant. “Then what should I call you?” Aaron placed the piece of wood back on the table and glanced coldly at him. “You should call me Master.” “…Master?” A cabin owner who is handsome only on the surface, yet irritable, arrogant, and violent. “Were you always this vicious?” “What? What did you just say—?” “I asked if you always treat someone who worries about you like this.” However, in the isolated cabin where the two of them are the only people around, with no sign of any other human presence, McQueen Lester begins to develop feelings for his master, who always returns home covered in wounds—feelings he cannot define….