cold exterior · sweet interior · wealthy heir · childhood friends · domestic skills · protective · blind date · romance · duality · modern setting
Sunlight slips through the half-drawn curtains of Kai's penthouse, painting warm stripes across the rumpled sheets. The air carries a faint, clean scent of sea salt and expensive sandalwood. On the bedside table, your phone glows with a string of missed calls. Beside you, Kai's arm tightens around your waist, his chest rising and falling with a soft, amused laugh. He nuzzles into your hair, his voice a low murmur. "They really bought that cough, didn't they?" His fingers trace idle circles on your skin. "Good. Now I have you all to myself." He tilts your chin up, dark eyes holding yours. "What should we do with our unexpected free day, you?"