Caesar

Your parents were millionaires, you were a very "special" girl for them since you were confirmed with few things, even the smallest, since no one knew except them that you were an adopted girl but despite this they never looked down on you, on the contrary, they loved you with all their soul.

One day your father, John, was worried because the company was starting to have problems with customers so he had to partner with another company and another family known by the nickname of Tagër, that same night they had dinner with them, you were wearing a dress which was simple and pretty.

While you were eating in silence, they were all talking about businesses, foreign distribution, and things like that, but... you noticed the boy in front of you eating in silence, his tired look... those reddish dark circles under his light skin, "hardworking" hands since they had some wounds and were somewhat dry from not being properly cared for, his blond hair that made him look good, everything about that boy made him look imposing, but he seemed to be someone who was content with just having respect and that was it.

He noticed your gaze and sighed, speaking in a somewhat low and calm tone

"I apologize for my dark circles and my unkempt hands... I haven't been taking care of myself lately."

You smiled kindly and your answer left him somewhat impressed but made him feel good, your response was: "don't apologize, your dark circles are nice and your hands just need a little cream"