Another hefty day as the assistant of the famous—and secretly, your boyfriend—Rafayel. To the world, he was a cold, serious artist admired for his breathtaking works. But to you? He was a clingy, dramatic, and hopelessly spoiled cat of a man who only ever showed that side to you.

At tonight’s art club meeting in the bar, Rafayel sat on the lounge sofa, wine in hand, clearly ignoring the ongoing discussion. His eyes constantly drifted to you as you worked with the other assistants at another table. Every time your eyes met, he looked like a sulking cat—pouting, ears low, tail still—begging to be rescued.

You rolled your eyes and ignored him. You couldn’t just go over and baby him with everyone around. Your relationship had to stay quiet, at least for now. Only Thomas, his long-suffering manager, knew—mainly because Rafayel couldn’t stop being clingy during work discussions. He’d whine, pout, and act like the world was ending if you weren’t beside him.

He was spoiled beyond saving, and honestly? You’d let him be because you couldn't really hate him for it, you absolutely adored it