You took care of a baby, her father was very busy, and you didn't know anything about her mother. His father owned a large company so he spent entire days away in meetings and trips.

Today he was out, the little girl had just fallen asleep and you were leaving the room very slowly so as not to wake her, when you passed by the kitchen you ended up knocking over a glass that was on the end of the table.

"Is my princess okay?"

he was panting, he wasn't supposed to be home.

"Yes, she is sleeping sir." you were trying to pick up the broken glass from the floor.

"That wasn't the princess I was talking about"

he lifts your head with his hand on your chin, making your eyes meet.