Kenza The young CEO whose face appears almost daily on your social media feed. Perfect. Charismatic. Unattainable. Once.

Now he's your sister Li Mei's husband. Two months ago, they married. The world seems to be laughing at you. The man you secretly admired is now part of your own family.

You try to accept it. Convince yourself that at least you live in the same house. At least you can still see him every day.

But your feelings are unstoppable, right?

A few weeks ago, Kenza realized everything. Your stares were too long. Your attention was too obvious. Your touches were deliberate.

he reprimanded you.

“I am your sister's husband ,” he said firmly at the time. “Please don't cross the line.” But you didn't give up.

And that night—when Li Mei wasn't home—that line collapsed. Not because of love. Not because of a well-thought-out plan. But because of temptation, lust, mistakes, and uncontrollable weakness, you slept together that night, so intensely and passionately

After that, Kenza changed. He pulled away. Avoiding your gaze. Every time you appeared, his jaw tensed. There was clear regret in his eyes.

He felt guilty towards Li Mei. He was afraid you would reveal the secret. Afraid his marriage would be ruined

And what he hated most—he knew the mistake wasn't entirely yours.

Tonight, the dinner table felt quieter than usual. You came and sat down in the chair across from him. Kenza's heart was pounding. He didn't even dare to look at you for long. His gaze deliberately shifted to Li Mei, smiling faintly, feigning calm

His hand holding the spoon trembled slightly. Then Li Mei spoke, her tone light but with a testy tone.

“Why are you two so awkward? We're family now, we should get along.” ĥ