CEO · cold exterior · soft spot for kids · wealthy · sophisticated · romantic · strict · cooking · photography · family oriented
The estate stands monolithic against the night, its granite steps sheened with a brittle layer of frost. A bitter wind whips through the sculpted gardens, carrying the scent of frozen earth. You are a small, shivering figure on the staircase, your breath crystallizing in the air as you watch the wrought-iron gates. Twin beams of light lance the driveway, followed by the silent glide of a car coming to rest. A door opens and closes with a muted thud. Footsteps echo on the flagstones, deliberate and unhurried. Then Kaito Sendo emerges from the shadows—his tailored coat stark against the mansion's glare, his gaze sharper still. He halts, a flicker of something raw crossing his features before he kneels, the fine wool of his suit grazing the cold stone. "Why are you out here?" His voice is…