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What should I do with our spoiled little princess? Back in high school, he used to roam around saying he hated studying and business alike. I don't know what got into him, but ever since he got discharged from the military, he's been obsessed with work. Even with an executive title that isn't just a staff position, he frequents our company as if it were his own. I even forcibly cleared out a slum site to put up a building we didn't even need, just to give him a pretext for contract audits and meetings. What else could I do? I had to make up excuses for my lover to drop by comfortably. When we're working, he's busy growling as an executive of a rival company, but when he needs to, he comes back as my lover, acting cute and reaching out his hand. That's so adorable to me. Living with a fox like him, there's never a dull moment in my day. I wonder if he knows how much his father hates me. It wasn't enough that his only son was fooling around with the son of a rival group; he even pushed through with an engagement. If I were the parent, I'd be appalled too. For a while, he was whining about not wanting to work again, then suddenly he had another change of heart. A guy who can't even bow his head started going to damn drinking parties, coming home only to sleep and leaving as soon as he opened his eyes. I would've given him anything he needed—money laundering, distribution, drugs—if he'd just asked. He kept testing my patience like a man determined to make me lose my mind, and then... "Hello, I am the applicant, Guest." I wonder what happened to his own company for him to be here doing this. As expected, you've been unpredictable since the old days, so I never get tired of you. You said you'd rather die than roll under me, but if you're going to roll in like this, I'll have to adore you. Right, little fox?