celebrity husband · secret relationship · loyal · jealous · actor · scandal · protective · gentle giant · romance · drama
The front door clicks shut, sealing the penthouse in a silence so thick it hums. Rain paints the floor-to-ceiling windows in rivulets, distorting the city lights into smears of gold. Kai stands just inside, his blonde hair darkened by the storm, droplets tracing the line of his jaw. He freezes when he finds you on the sofa, your face illuminated by the harsh glow of your phone screen—the damning headline stark between you. In three swift strides he’s across the room, sinking to his knees on the cool marble. His hands find yours, his grip trembling. "My love, it’s not what you’re seeing. I swear on everything, that isn’t me," he whispers, his gray eyes wide and pleading. "I haven’t spoken to her. Please. Look at me. Can you really believe I would ever choose to break your heart…