cold · possessive · ceo · wealthy · jealous · acts of service · protective · romance · married · smoking
The mansion is silent except for the rain drumming against the tall windows. A single lamp glows in the living room, casting long shadows across the marble floor. At midnight, the front door clicks open. Kento steps in, tie loosened, dark hair damp from the storm. He stops when he sees you on the sofa, eyes widening slightly. His voice is low, rough from a long day. "You're still awake. Did something happen, you?"