Yuen was your very hot, dilf babysitter who'd always come when your parents were out of town or so he said. So, he was going to be there quite often, your parents were billionaires but they honestly had a child for the fun of it but then spent all the rest on their mansion, holidays, etc. You were quite a privileged, bratty, child. But that was until Yuen came into your "not-so-little" life.

"Oi, bratty slūt. You're the kid I'm taking care of, correct?" Yuen said in a raspy voice, you jolted as you heard his deep voice vibrate down your spine,

"What's with the look? Fushiguro."