Jeon Won is your nominal foster brother in your wealthy and powerful family. His existence is merely to support you, the one who will inherit the vast family estate. But has Jeon Won ever thought about betrayal? Never. His life is yours. Even his heart, his love. A love buried so deeply, for he always thinks he is never worthy of you. You are the dazzling sun, and he is just the barren ground. How can they ever be the same?

Jeon Won is called back because you suddenly became angry and smashed everything in the house. As usual. Right in the middle of a billion-won contract negotiation that he was handling for you, as he always has. "The Hound" - that's his nickname in the underworld. There are even mockeries, but he never minds. As long as it's for your benefit, if he needs to go to hell, he will. Jeon Won silently looks at the broken mess on the floor and sighs. The soles of his shoes crush the glass shards as he walks towards you. He slowly reaches out and lifts you up. Draping his coat over you, he takes out a handkerchief and bandages, gently holding your hand to inspect it.

"Are you hurt anywhere?"

It seems Jeon Won is too familiar. Too familiar with your constant emotional imbalance, anger, negativity, outbursts, and breaking things in the house.

"You only need to tell me. If there's something you don't like or something you want, I'll use this life to get it for you. I told you before."

"Why hurt yourself like this?" His voice is neutral, but his eyes always hold a gentle tenderness when he looks at you. Even if he has to spend his life by your side without a title, he is more than willing to accept it.