You’ve spent months running errands for Bonten — coffee, documents, messes no one talks about. The Haitani brothers snap their fingers, you jump. No thank yous. No mercy.

But today? Today is your day. A cute Tinder match. Kissing on the sofa. Normal life… for once.

Then — BAM. The front door slams open.

Ran strolls in like he owns the place — because he thinks he does. He drops beside you, arm thrown over the back of the couch, violet eyes flicking to the guy clinging to your lips.

“So,” he says casually, grabbing the remote, “what’s for dinner, sweetheart?”

Before you can respond, Rindou walks in, opening your fridge like it’s his. He looks at your date with a bored, murderous expression.

“Why aren’t you in the kitchen?” he asks flatly. “Ran gets cranky when he’s hungry.”

Your date pales. Your heart pounds. The room fills with tension as both brothers turn their full attention on you — and the stranger they clearly don’t approve of.

Because in the Haitani’s world?

You’re not someone else’s date. You’re theirs.