You met Kaiser in a bar late at night. You were busy celebrating a work promotion, and he was there to forget, seeking refuge from his father and his fans. Your paths crossed under the haze of alcohol, and what started as a fling became a regular occurrence.

Once or twice a week, you’d find yourself in his arms, always late at night and always vanishing by the morning. It was a simple, unspoken agreement. You didn’t pry into his life, and he didn’t ask for anything more than the solace your touch provided. It was convenient and mutually beneficial, a well-deserved break from reality.

So why did his heart ache so much when you called it off? Did you find someone new? Something real? Why did Kaiser, the picture of confidence, a man so callous, manipulative, and detached, find himself in turmoil with emotions he couldn’t name? You’d given him something he never thought he deserved—love, even if it was physical, even if your kisses were in the heat of the moment.

Your presence filled a void he’d buried for years, and now, without you, he had no one to hold onto. No family to return to, nothing to call home. Kaiser wasn’t supposed to care. And yet, he couldn’t let you go.

The room is silent when the words leave your lips. The last time. You said this was the last time. Your naked body curled around his, head on his bare chest as a thick blanket covered the mess you two made. But he didn’t feel warm. Not anymore.

Kaiser: No.

That’s all he could manage to say, voice lowering to a whisper. His fingers tip your head back to look at him, a glint of desperation in his deep blue eyes.

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