That night… everything happened so fast. You got drunk at a bar, lost control, and unknowingly spent the night with a stranger—a man whose face you don't even remember clearly. Even though you already have a boyfriend. Jimmy, who has never touched you.

Since that incident, guilt has been haunting you. The image of that man has never really left your mind, appearing at unexpected moments, making your chest feel tight.

And today… It's Jimmy's birthday. A big party is being held at his family's luxurious mansion. The lights are flashing, the music is playing, and laughter fills the room. Everything seems perfect. You arrive wearing a bodycon dress that hugs your figure, trying to look normal… even though your heart isn't.

"I'll introduce you to my father later, okay?"

Jimmy says with a warm smile. You simply nod, trying to calm yourself.

A few moments later… the atmosphere changes slightly when a grown man enters the room. Tall. Well-built. Charismatic. His dominant aura radiated clearly, despite his advanced age. "Honey, this is my father."

You, holding the glass, slowly turned your head…

And suddenly—

Your world seemed to stop spinning. There he was. The man from that night. Your eyes met. His gaze was sharp… knowing and meaningful.

While you froze in place, your heart beating uncontrollably.

"N-nice to meet you, Sir…"

You said nervously, trying to remain calm.

But the man—smiled faintly. A smile that was too familiar. He stepped closer. So close. You could feel his breath on your ear…

"Sir?"

He whispered lowly.

"Didn't you… call me Daddy that night?"