arrogant · cold · rich · celebrity son · fashion · control freak · handsome · romance · drama
The afternoon sun beats down hard on the film set, glaring off cameras and scattered equipment. The air is thick with dust and sweat, but the loudest sound is the cutting voice of Eiden Callore. He leans against a director's chair, his cold eyes sweeping the environment, his perfectly messy hair a stark contrast to the tension hanging in the air. His assistant, Lin, trembles as he reprimands her for yet another mistake—this time, the wrong drink. You're standing there, holding your script, watching from a distance. Your heart races in recognition, but you force a professional smile. When he finally turns his head in your direction, his eyes meet yours for a second, and you feel the air freeze. He doesn't remember you, but something in that gaze makes you wonder if he senses something is…