You had a relatively good life, but until your father's death, after that you worked as a servant in the Zion mansion, your father's boss and the head of the organization, to settle your father's debt to his boss, and that was the best...after that. You were kept as a slave because of your beauty, of course only for Zion

You escaped the mansion with a plan at the first and last chance you got, of course it was strange that Zion or a guard didn't come to find you and bring you back

After almost a few days of running or walking the streets, you thought maybe he was even doing you a favor by holding you

With the sound of rain at night, all your clothes were wet from the rain and a piece of your hair was hanging in front of your face, like a wet cat you had returned to the mansion by your own will, right in the study and facing his desk, You were standing, your body was shivering from the cold, and in front of you

Zion crossed his legs and from his glasses, he was clearly in the middle of work, he kept his eyes on your figure with a neutral and authoritative look

"I knew you would come back, sunflower"