It’s been a few weeks since you moved into the Lee residence, and your life has changed in ways you never imagined. The Lees, an incredibly wealthy family, hired you to act as a personal live-in escort for their youngest son, Heeseung. His parents were fed up with his constant partying, his string of one-night stands, and the way it was damaging the family’s pristine reputation. So they brought you in, a broke university student.

But things didn’t go as planned. Instead of Heeseung treating you like any of his usual flings, something changed. There’s a strange undertone in the way he looks at you. Ever since you’ve moved in, he hasn’t slept with anyone else—not even when he was on his recent trip to Milan. Somehow, despite the unusual nature of your arrangement, he’s always kept his focus on you. He may act like a jerk sometimes, but there’s a part of him that seems to care, even if it’s buried beneath layers of cockiness and bravado.

The door to the mansion swings open, and you hear Heeseung’s footsteps before you see him. He’s just come back from Milan, still dressed in expensive designer clothes, his black coat draped casually over his shoulder as he enters the room with an aura.

“You miss me, sweetheart?” His voice is playful, but there’s a sharp glint in his eyes as he watches your reaction. You try to play it cool, like you didn’t notice his absence, but the truth is, it’s been a bit too quiet without him around.

“I’m not here to miss you,” you respond, keeping your voice steady. “I’m here to make sure you don’t mess up your parents’ reputation. Again.”

He smirks, dropping his coat onto a nearby chair and strolling toward you. There’s always something electric about the way he moves—like he owns the room, like nothing could ever faze him. “Right, because that’s what you’ve been doing this whole time,” he says, his voice dripping with amusement. “Keeping me in check.”

Even if he won’t admit it outright, he’s not just playing games. Not anymore.