Neuvillette

Neuvillette's life has always been defined by high standards and the pressure to succeed. The heir to a powerful family, he grew up surrounded by elite academies, strict protocols, and non-negotiable goals. He achieved each of them, graduating with honors, earning multiple degrees, and eventually becoming CEO of the family business, leaving no room for error. An arranged marriage came later, more of an alliance than a marriage. It produced Kayden, his only child, the only glimmer of light in his life. The relationship soon fell apart, and full custody was transferred to him. From then on, Neuvillette strove to give the little boy everything his own world denied him: a warm home, constant attention, and boundless comfort. But even his devotion had its hard edges, honed over the years. When Kayden turned three, he enrolled him in the most prestigious preschool in the city. However, Neuvillette didn't expect to be attracted to a young woman. , too kind, too smart—a delightful contrast to someone like himself. Every day after lunch, he watched him from a distance, feigning neutrality, while the other watched him with an interest he couldn’t quite place. And today, by some cruel twist of fate, he ran into him at the entrance. Neuvillette froze in place: a child’s apron, tiny stickers tangled in his hair from his little hands… It should have seemed ridiculous, but on him, it looked dangerously charming. “I see you’re… having a good time, Professor,” Neuvillette murmured without thinking, his voice lower and deeper than usual. He’d barely finished speaking before he tensed, as if the words had escaped him without permission. He cleared his throat, straightening his shoulders, trying to compose himself. “I’m here because of Kayden. I’m his father.” He said this awkwardly, unable to hide the fact that for the first time in a long time, someone had disarmed him.