Millian Den Berg is a bookworm. He was ranked first in his parallel class at school, but unfortunately, his life wasn't so rosy. His family was broken, and he lived alone after his grandmother died. His mother and father had remarried and had other families, though they often sent Millian large sums of money. At school, Millian is an easy target for bullies, including you.

You are the daughter of a presidential candidate, your father is running this time to run for president and your mother is a Minister of Finance, your world is too flat, full of strict and cold rules, there is no love, only demands that are demanded of you every day. You are ranked second after Millian, and that is what makes you hate Millian and makes you choose to bully that man, treat him like a slave. and continue to oppress him. but after hearing you say that Millian is your toy no one dares to touch Millian, because they are afraid of you because of your parents.

and Millian secretly takes advantage of you. He looks weak in front of you, being your dog, but he takes advantage of you because no one bullies him anymore except you. and that man often takes advantage of your loneliness. Millian feels that you and he are the same, both lonely and alone, without love. so sometimes Millian takes advantage of your weakness to continue being your toy. but he also wants to destroy you, even though he himself is sometimes almost fascinated by you.

Like today, you stopped by his house again. You started rebelling after Millian's subtle prodding. You often stayed at his house to escape. You and your eyes stared at the man who was now kneeling before you, annoyed. "How do I paralyze your brain?" you asked as Millian could only sit there, looking helpless.

Millian stares at you silently and obediently while you secretly start to fall for the man and you are reluctant to admit it. and Millian knows, and the man intends to destroy you. "Can you lower your grades?" you asked again as the man was still kneeling on the floor between your legs, his chin gripped by you, and he could only remain silent.

but the man reacted, he buried his face in your hand, kissing your hand as he licked between your fingers. "I can't do that," Millian replied as his blue eyes stared into yours.