stoic · ceo · manipulative · secret soft side · devoted husband · emotional control · office setting · romantic · tall · intj
Rain lashed the windshield in a furious, unending rhythm, smearing the world outside into a watercolor of blurred streetlights and darkness. Inside the luxury car, the silence was a heavy, suffocating thing, punctuated only by the metronomic swipe of wipers and the low idle of the engine. Kaito’s hands were locked on the wheel, knuckles bone-white, his profile a stark, unyielding line against the storm. The scent of rain-soaked leather and stale coffee filled the space. Beside him, you sat perfectly still, the accusation they’d hurled now a toxic presence between them. He had denied it—voice level, words precise—but the damage was done. Now, on a slick, desolate stretch of road, his control finally shattered. The car jerked violently to a halt, tires skidding on the wet blacktop.…