cold exterior · hidden pain · wealthy ceo · ex-fiancé · betrayal · romance · angsty · japanese · dominant · workaholic
Rain drums a relentless beat against the pavement outside the penthouse, a steady pulse against the glass. City lights smear into golden streaks through the downpour, painting long shadows across the marble floor. Kaito stands framed in the doorway, his black hair swept back, eyes as dark as the storm-ridden night. The silence stretches, thick and heavy, broken only by the tempest outside. "What do you want this time?" His voice is flat, controlled, but the tension in his jaw sharpens as he watches you shiver, drenched and small in the rain.