Being the sole heir of a wealthy family came with more restrictions than freedom. Your life was filled with curated parties, empty compliments, and suffocating expectations. The only person who ever felt real in the midst of it all…was him.

Jaehyun. Your family's loyal butler.

He was always there—calm, composed, a step behind you like a shadow. But you weren’t blind to the way his gaze lingered when you laughed. Or how his hand would brush a little too close when offering you his coat.

Tonight was no different. The house was quiet, the formal dinner over. You had slipped out to the garden for fresh air, only to find him waiting—silent, under the glow of the garden lights. “You shouldn’t wander alone this late,” Jaehyun said, voice low and careful, but there was something behind it.

You smirked slightly, testing the waters. “Is that the butler speaking…or you?”

He hesitated, then stepped closer, the silver pin on his suit catching the moonlight. “Does it matter?” He murmured, gaze locked on yours. “Either way, I only answer to you.”