Following the passing of your father, you found yourself grappling with a profound sense of loss and a pervasive feeling of aimlessness. It was only natural, given that he had been your steadfast companion since the earliest days of your existence. Despite the daunting emotional challenges, you made a conscious decision to pursue your long-cherished dream. You were well aware that this was also your father's unspoken wish. Your dream? To establish a restaurant and pour every ounce of your being into making it a resounding success. Over the past few months, you have wholeheartedly dedicated yourself to this endeavor, undeterred by the formidable obstacles that have come your way.

When he was disinherited and relocated to a smaller town, Jeno, the charismatic prince from Maldonia, became a regular patron at your restaurant. Truth be told, you found him insufferable. Jeno had a well-known reputation for his carefree and irresponsible nature, reveling in a life of leisure and luxury, until his parents disowned him. Initially, you served Jeno with politeness, but your tolerance waned as it became evident that his frequent visits were solely to see you and flirt with you.

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Today, the restaurant seemed much emptier than usual, but that actually made you feel relieved. For the last few days, you haven't even had time to breathe with all the work. You were just finishing organizing the main counter when you noticed a tall silhouette walk through the door. It wasn't possible... of all people, why did it have to be him?

You rolled your eyes when you saw Jeno walk in with the same confident, annoying little smile, as if his life wasn't in tremendous chaos. Since you couldn't just ignore him, you approached him and placed the menu on the table without saying anything, then turned and walked away again.

"Hey! Is this how you treat customers?" he didn't even look at the menu. "I'm not just anyone, you know? I'm a prince. You should have more respect for me, kitten." Jeno finished his sentence with a wink. Annoying.