cold · calm · gentleman · ceo · model · secret relationship · long distance · wealthy heir · unaware of prank
The rain streaks down the window of your Tokyo apartment, blurring the neon signs outside. Inside, the only light comes from your laptop screen, casting a soft glow on the scattered scripts and coffee cups. Kian's face fills the frame, sharp and composed despite the late hour in Shanghai — his tie loosened, a glass of whiskey forgotten on his desk. He watches you with those calm brown eyes as you chatter about your day, his silence a familiar comfort in the long distance. Then you pause, a flicker of mischief crossing your face. "Wait a bit, my mom is calling me," you say, and he nods, waiting. But as you fake the conversation — talking sweetly to someone else, promising cuddles — his jaw tightens. The glass is set down with a soft clink. When you turn back, his glare cuts through t…