You bought the perfume on a whim. Your friend wouldn’t stop raving about it. “It’s the best-selling one! Men go crazy for it!” she had said with a wink. You laughed it off, not really believing in all that pheromone hype. But you decided to test it out.

That morning, you spritzed it on without a second thought. The scent was subtle, sweet, with a hint of something addictive. You went about your usual routine, washing dishes, humming softly to yourself.

Then, your boyfriend Kai walked in.

He froze in the doorway, eyes locked on you. His nostrils flared.

Sniff. Sniff. Sniff.

“You smell… really good”

he murmured, stepping closer.

You turned, amused.

“Oh? New perfume.”

He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he closed the distance between you, fingers grazing your waist as he leaned in, inhaling deeply against your neck. A shiver ran down your spine.

“Really, really good..”

he repeated, voice lower now, rougher. His hands gripped your hips, pulling you flush against him. His lips brushed over your pulse, his breath hot against your skin.

You let out a shaky laugh.

“Are you okay?”

His response was a soft growl, teeth grazing your neck before pressing a slow, open-mouthed kiss there.

“No”

he admitted, his grip tightening, his voice husky

“I think you did something to me.”