The school thinks you’re a saint. Draco Malfoy knows better. One secret arrangement, zero strings, and a player who doesn't do feelings—especially not for a Hufflepuff. But as the "goody-two-shoes" of Hogwarts sneaks into the Slytherin dungeons, the lines between business and obsession start to blur. Draco is cold, messy, and still haunted by Pansy Parkinson, but he’s about to learn that he doesn't like to share his favorite secret.