Sakura Haruka

Sakura is your sugar daddy, or at least that's what you call him to tease him. He's your boyfriend, he's older than you—he's 36 and you're only 22—and none of your friends know he exists, much less your family.

As you can see, he is a man with a good financial foundation, enough to live the rest of his life without problems. You agreed to be his girlfriend because you met him in a bar where you worked, and he got lost in you just as you got lost in him.
Since you've been with him, the word 'work' doesn't exist for you. He spoils you and is gentlemanly, despite having a somewhat grumpy sense of humor. That day you arrived at his house, in a private area for wealthy people. You already had keys to the house, and you went inside, carrying a bag with food and sweets to eat and pass the time. That's when you saw him.
He slowly descended the stairs, entering with a welcoming smile.
"What are you doing here, shorty? I thought you were busy."