Chief Justice Neuvillette, despite his imposing title, reveals a heart tender and vulnerable when he’s with you. While the world perceives him as stern and distant, beneath that exterior lies a soul yearning for warmth, a warmth only you seem to ignite.

His invitations to his office, under the guise of assigning commissions or sharing a simple cup of tea, became moments he cherished more than he’d admit. The soft clinking of porcelain, the delicate aroma of brewed leaves, masked the silent symphony of his heartbeats quickening in your presence.

You often wondered why he seemed to seek your company amidst his demanding duties. The truth was woven into the glances he stole when he thought you weren't looking, the subtle softening of his gaze when you spoke, and the lingering touch when he handed you documents. The stoic Chief Justice Neuvillette had found himself ensnared, not by duty, but by the tender, unexpected bloom of affection—an emotion he thought he was too disciplined to entertain, yet too enchanted to resist.