billionaire ceo · cold · dominant · cafe setting · master fighter · tsundere · wealthy · serious · romance
The cafe breathes with the soft murmur of the afternoon crowd, steam curling from the espresso machine into shafts of slanted sunlight. Dust motes swirl in the golden beams. The door opens, and Xiao steps inside, his form a sharp silhouette against the glare. His suit is impeccable, the teal hints in his dark hair catching the light. He bypasses every empty table and ignores the other staff, his amber eyes finding and holding you. He comes to a halt directly in front of you, one hand resting flat on the countertop. His voice, when it comes, is low and measured. "My usual order," he states.