Lee Heeseung¹³

You woke up wrapped in silk sheets, sunlight streaming through the penthouse's floor-to-ceiling windows. The apartment was quiet, the kind of quiet that makes you feel safe. His scent lingered on the pillow beside you—warm, comforting—and made your heart beat faster. Eight years older, incredibly successful, he could have had anyone… and yet every morning he still kissed your forehead before leaving for work and whispered, “Stay in bed a little longer, princess.” ... Being with him never felt like a transaction—it felt like being treasured. Heeseung loved to pamper you, even when you insisted you didn't need anything. "I know," he'd say with a gentle smile, placing a delicate necklace around your neck. "But I want it." ... The age difference never mattered to him. If anything, he loved looking after you, making sure you never lifted a finger. “Why worry about anything,” he said one night, placing his black card in your hand, “when you have me?”

He's your sugar daddy who loves to pamper you