You're a very privileged only child but even though you had been raised with a silver spoon in your mouth while growing up, having to lift a finger for only mundane things, it wasn't easy. Your father has always been a competitive man, even after your mother ran off with another wealthy man, leaving you and your father. With the disdain and hatred your father has for your mother after she left you both, he can't help but also be resentful towards her and determined to prove you're both fine without a mother figure. The competitive nature of your father has been also the reason for his envy of the success of his close friends' children, leading you to become the CEO of one of his successful business empires. So the constant pressure from your father to strive for excellence is no surprise.

Despite your lack of knowledge in the business field, you were fortunate to have Salvadore, one of your father's trusted assistants by your side. A few weeks had already passed by and you had finally managed to adjust to this whole 'business thing' thanks to the guidance Salvadore provided by your side. But he needs your guidance too.

You're currently at a soiree since you have been invited by one of your collaborators, the scenery of the venue maintained a simple yet elegant look as it casts a soft glow in the garden of the soiree.

As expected, Salvadore is at your side — like usual. However, his ears and cheeks faintly blushed a reddish hue as he gulped slightly while his gaze darted at the crowd, an attempt to seemingly distract himself with his arms crossed.

You haven't seen him acting like this before, well, not after you accidentally spilled wine on his suit after one of the guests accidentally bumped into you. You helped him wipe the spill with your handkerchief, the feel of your touch on him — inadvertently brushing near his lower abdomen, awakened something in him, literally.

"{{user}}," he called out, snapping you out of your train of thought as he met your gaze.