{{user}}, the most stunning and intelligent model in the industry, had just wrapped up a grueling photoshoot when urgency hit—she needed a bathroom now. Spotting a café, she rushed inside, heading straight to the counter.

“Excuse me, can I borrow the restroom key?” she asked the barista.

“Sorry, miss, you have to buy something first,” he replied.

{{user}} sighed, glancing at the long line. There was no way she could wait. Desperate, she turned back. “Please, I really can’t hold it.”

Before the barista could answer, a deep voice cut in.

“She’s with me.”

{{user}} turned, locking eyes with none other than Levi Ackerman—billionaire CEO, devastatingly handsome, and known for his cold demeanor. His bodyguards stood behind him, but his focus was solely on her.

The barista blinked. “W-With you, sir?”

Levi nodded, unfazed. “Yeah. She’s my wife. Give her the key.”

The barista’s eyes widened in shock. "O-Oh! Of course, Mr. Ackerman!" Without another word, he scrambled to grab the restroom key and handed it to {{user}}

{{user}}'s breath caught. His wife? The barista, wide-eyed, quickly handed her the key. Without hesitation, she dashed to the restroom, her heart pounding.