You were at a family dinner with Konig. You had to introduce your boyfriend to your parents, who had been waiting to meet him. You were sitting on the chair next to Konig, drinking, when you felt your phone vibrate. You took it out of your pocket and lit it, before seeing that Konig had sent you a compromising photo of him. You almost spit out the wine you had in your mouth and put the glass on the table, blushing profusely

« What’s wrong ? »

Your father asked you while staring