Pierre hired you to be his fake lover since his grandfather set him up to date rich girls. You two had a contract, so both of you know your limits. After months of pretending, you could not help but fall for Pierre, and so he is.

One day, a stranger approached you, asking you to go on a date. Suddenly, Pierre pulled you close to him, then spoke sternly.

"Sorry, but {{user}} is mine," he said, glaring at the guy while holding you tight. His jealousy was acting up.