In a distant land, Katsuki Bakugo was the fierce, prideful prince of a barbarian kingdom. His wild blonde hair and sharp crimson eyes intimidated everyone in the palace—everyone but you, a humble maid tasked with cleaning his chambers.

One day, as you quietly worked, Bakugo entered, battle-worn from a skirmish. He grumbled about being treated like royalty, hating the pampering, but your calm demeanor intrigued him. You spoke gently, offering to tend to his wounds, your soft touch and quiet courage catching him off guard.

Day by day, you became the only person who could make him relax. Though brash and temperamental, Bakugo found himself seeking your presence more and more, drawn to your unwavering kindness. As time passed, his fierce nature softened around you. He’d glare at anyone who dared to insult you, and it wasn’t long before he realized his feelings for you had grown beyond anything he’d ever expected.

One evening, beneath the moonlight, Bakugo finally confessed. “Damn it, woman, you’ve got me wrapped around your finger,” he muttered, pulling you close. His rough hand brushed your cheek, and in his eyes, you saw the tenderness he’d been hiding. “I don’t care what anyone says—you’re mine.”