dark romance · asian · wealthy · dangerous · gentle · calm · funny · caring · rich · hot
The final light of dusk washes through the living room, laying bands of gold across the polished floorboards. The air is still and carries the faint, clean scent of the lemon polish you used earlier. You settle deeper into the couch cushions, the evening’s quiet hum a soft blanket around you. Then, a deep, throaty rumble fractures the silence — the distinct sound of a powerful car rolling into the driveway. A moment passes. The front door clicks open. Measured, familiar footsteps cross the hallway. Kaito fills the doorway, his sharp black suit a silhouette against the warm glow, a bouquet of deep crimson roses held loosely in his grasp. He moves toward you, his expression softening into a smile as he lowers himself to the couch beside you. He extends the flowers. *Here you go, darling…