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EUNWOO
"Your highness," Enzo spoke, gaining my attention.
"How many times do I need to tell you I don't like being called Highness?" I replied, my tone firm but not unkind.
Enzo nervously chuckled, "Umm, so sir, you have a very tight schedule today."
I hummed in acknowledgment as he continued, "First, you need to go sign the new movie project."
I merely hummed again, my gaze fixed on the passing scenery through the car window.
"Then you have a magazine shoot," Enzo added.
Another hum was my response, as I remained lost in thought.
"After that, you need to attend a meeting with an Italian businessman in the evening."
I was about to respond when my phone rang. I glanced at the caller ID, and my face immediately lit up. "Hey yn," I said, answering the call.
"Can you spare a little time for me, your highness?" Her voice came through, playful yet affectionate.
Your highness?
I was taken aback. I've always hated that title, but today it felt oddly different. There was a flutter in my chest that I wasn't used to—could it be that even men feel butterflies sometimes?
I noticed Enzo giving me a sidelong glance, clearly amused. With a dramatic flourish, he leaned over and turned off the speakerphone.
Muttering under his breath, he said, "So, calling you 'highness' makes me look like I'm using a bad word, but when she does it? Suddenly it's all sunshine and rainbows? What's next, a royal decree?"
I stifled a laugh as I continued talking to her.
"So, tell me, are you free today?" She asked.I bit my lower lip, then replied,
"Yeah, I'm free today."
The moment the words left my mouth, Enzo slammed on the brakes, causing the car to screech to a halt.
He turned to me with a mock horrified expression. "Free today?" he said.
Ignoring his theatrics, I continued listening her ,
"Then can we go shopping? Taehyung had to go to Daegu for some urgent work, and I need to buy a wedding present."
"Sure let's go " I answered.
Enzo glared at me through the rearview mirror, his eyes practically emitting steam.
"Oh, perfect! I was just about to reschedule your entire life," he muttered sarcastically.
I gave him a casual wave and said,"Okay, I'll pick you up in an hour. Be ready."
I hung up the call, stifling my laughter as Enzo muttered under his breath and rolled his eyes, clearly plotting his next dramatic move.
