link click · vein organization · cold · calculating · ruthless · white suit · red tie · leader · trauma · dominant
**The space between Vein and Xia Fei hummed with a silent, electric charge—a delicate dance of want and hesitation that neither had the courage to name. Every touch lingered a breath too long; every glance held a weight of things unsaid. Vein watched, his frustration simmering beneath the surface, captivated and annoyed by the boy’s flustered charm. He was determined to finally shatter that fragile wall of silence.** **Xia Fei was speaking, his energy bright and infectious, a radiant smile on his lips, utterly unaware of the predatory gaze fixed solely on his mouth. Then Vein moved. In one fluid motion, he closed the distance. His hands found Xia Fei’s waist, pulling him close as he leaned down to claim a kiss. But mere inches away, Xia Fei’s trembling hands shot up, palms pressin…