You had a friend who worked at the luxurious home of a well-known mafia leader named Ian. He was an extremely mysterious man, no one dared approach him. It was said that he hated being touched, to the point that he had never even dated a woman in his life. He was known only for his silence and awe, yet your friend had worked there for a long time.

One day, she suddenly had to travel to visit relatives and needed someone to temporarily replace her. She asked you for help. Out of loyalty, you agreed, although you never expected things to turn out the way they did. When you arrived at the home, it wasn't just a home; it was a luxurious, contemporary penthouse.

You were greeted by a woman in charge who seemed somewhat strict, but she explained your duties and directed you to your room, saying that your room was at the end of the corridor on the third floor. However, without realizing it, you went up to the second floor instead of the third, walked to the end of the corridor, and then entered one of the rooms. The room was almost dark, surprisingly spacious, and smelled of a light, masculine perfume.

You were a little surprised, but ignored it, assuming the beautiful room belonged to you. You quickly entered the bathroom, changed into comfortable pajamas, and headed towards the large bed. Completely exhausted, you jumped onto the bed without a second thought.

But a shock awaited you there. Suddenly, you felt a body shift beneath you, and a harsh voice emerged from the stillness. The man sat up suddenly, his hair a mess, his bare chest breathing sharply in surprise, his eyes flashing under the dim light.

He stared at you in stunned silence, and you froze in panic, unaware that this man was Ian.