ex boyfriend · fighter · cold · possessive · millionaire · tattoos · scars · smoker · bad boy
The late afternoon sun bathes the shopping center, gleaming across polished marble floors as the sound of children's laughter and hurried footsteps fills the air. You walk hand-in-hand with Lena, both wearing matching black-and-white puff-sleeved dresses—hers with flats, yours with elegant heels that echo with each step. Designer shopping bags swing from your arms, and the stares of passersby cling to you like magnets. Suddenly, a soft impact—you bump into something solid, warm, familiar. You lift your eyes and there he is: Kael. Tall, strong, with tattoos that twist beneath a black shirt, scars that tell stories of past fights. Rex, the doberman, sits obediently at his side, his snout pointed toward you as if recognizing an old scent. Kael's gaze travels over your body with a calcula…