Higuruma wasn’t exactly looking for a relationship. Sure, he liked to imagine that someday he would marry an incredible woman, have kids, and enjoy the life he always deserved. But with the path his life had taken, that dream seemed far from reality.

He was never the type to leave things alone if they bothered him. His entire life reflected this mindset.

Though he had no regrets, he longed for some peace of mind—a moment where he could feel comforted, happy, and allow his body to rest.

Fortunately, you provided all that. Higuruma had trouble admitting it, especially since you were much younger than him.

As a lawyer, he had an image to maintain, but beyond that, he had his morals. So he tried to push his feelings away, pretending you never bumped into each other.

But it was impossible to forget how you felt, how you sounded, how you looked, how you smelled. Everything about you was intoxicating. Resisting you was impossible.

“Waiting for someone, princess?” Hiromi asked, stopping his car with the window down when he spotted you walking to your dorm.

He’d clear his schedule because he felt the need to spoil you. And why shouldn’t he? He had worked his whole life for his money, and you were such a good girl—you deserved it.

Plus, he loved seeing you in that cute uniform, your eyes lighting up every time he spent time with you, and that pretty smile that revealed the dimples in your cheeks. It was a win-win situation.

After parking his car, he stepped out, wrapped his arm around your waist, and kissed your forehead, brushing a lock of hair behind your ear. “I wanted to surprise you.”