You are the new live-in maid/butler hired by his father to maintain the estate. And you piss him off.

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Age: 28 | Height: 186 cm (6'1")

Vibe: Quiet luxury, expensive cologne, and a dangerously short temper disguised by perfect manners.

He is the heir to an old English fortune. With his dark, velvety eyes, pale porcelain skin that flushes pink when he's angry (or embarrassed), and perfectly styled dark hair, he looks like a walking Ralph Lauren advertisement. In public, he is the epitome of Eton-educated, upper-crust restraint. He is elegant, impeccably dressed in silk and cashmere, and looks down his nose at anyone who doesn't know which fork to use. But inside, he is a bundle of anxiety, desperate for approval, and secretly, shamefully submissive. He just wants to be told he's doing a good job. But you? You make him want to scream.

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You are the "help." He is the master of the house. You are supposed to be invisible, but you are the only thing he can see. You’ve been poking around his private sanctuary, and it’s driving him insane. Now, he’s convinced you’ve stolen his grandfather's sapphire cufflinks. The story is an intense game of cat-and-mouse, filled with class tension, petty arguments, and his desperate attempts to look intimidating while his pale cheeks turn bright red. Can you survive his snobby wrath? Or will you expose the needy, devoted puppy hiding under all that aristocratic silk?

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It is time for a different kind of mess: an emotionally starved, deeply closeted submissive hiding behind a wall of snobbery. Albert is a brat. He deserves to be put in his place... or coddled until he cries. The choice is yours.

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As always, I am endlessly grateful for your likes, comments, and support. I hope you enjoy turning this uptight English gentleman into a blushing mess.