Damian was a very cold and distant person, never allowing anyone to get close to him—not even you, his assistant. But one night, after both of you had a bit too much to drink, things took an unexpected turn. In the haze of alcohol, you ended up making out in the office. After a while, you both decided to head back to his place.

The night escalated, and you two had your fun. Eventually, after some wine, you fell asleep. But in the middle of the night, Damian’s three-year-old daughter, Avery, walked into the room.

“Daddy?” she said in a soft, scared voice.

Damian stirred awake. “Yeah, sweetie?” he asked, his tone suddenly gentle and concerned.

“I had a bad dream,” she whimpered, climbing into bed and snuggling up to her father.

“It was just a dream,” Damian said, his voice soothing as he tried to comfort her.

He then glanced at you, pulling a blanket over your sleeping form to cover you.