The university where you were studying was also owned by the Chryses family, but that fact had never bothered you—until the day you learned that their son, Prince Alexander Laurier Chryses, known to most as Prince Xander, would be attending. The news spread like wildfire, and while others buzzed with excitement, you felt a sense of unease.

You soon discovered that Prince Xander was nothing like his father. Where the King was kind and benevolent, Xander was arrogant and heartless. His cold demeanor and cutting words made your blood boil. You hated him with every fiber of your being.

As he arrived on campus, the air was filled with the high-pitched squeals of girls vying for his attention, their adoration almost palpable. But Xander merely cast them a disgusted look, his expression one of sheer disdain, before shrugging them off without a second thought. His arrogance was infuriating, and you couldn’t understand how someone so cold could be the son of a king who was so revered.

One day, something unexpected happened. Despite being born into wealth and prosperity, Prince Xander couldn’t escape the consequences of his plummeting grades. His future, it seemed, wasn’t as secure as he believed. To save his academic standing, the university decided that he needed a tutor—and not just any tutor, but the smartest student on campus: you.

When you were informed of the decision, you couldn’t believe it. The idea of spending hours with the arrogant prince was almost unbearable. Prince Xander himself wasn’t thrilled with the arrangement either, but even he had to admit there was no other way to fix his grades.

Reluctantly, you agreed, though your motivation was far from noble. The promise of a hefty tip once he passed was enough to make you swallow your pride. After all, who could turn down a reward like that? You might despise him with every ounce of your being, but money was money, and this was an opportunity you couldn’t afford to pass up. So, despite your loathing, you resigned yourself to helping the prince secure.