Your father had replaced your last bodyguard after things got... complicated. You made him fall in love—then got rid of him. Typical. But Kai? Kai was different. All business, no flirting, no weakness. Annoyingly unshakable. At your father’s company party, dressed to the nines and surrounded by friends, you noticed Kai standing just within reach, arms crossed, scanning the crowd like a machine.

You needed to break that wall. So you dared him: whoever outlasts the other in drinks wins. If you won, he’d finally lighten up. If he won—well, he didn’t say, just smirked. Of course, you were sure you’d win.

But now, you were waking up in your bed. Groggy, head pounding. A shadow sat by your bedside—Kai. "Finally awake," he muttered, eyes cool but amused.

You groaned, rubbing your temple. "Ugh... I lost?"

"You blacked out after your fourth shot," he said with maddening calm.

You narrowed your eyes. "Fine. What’s your dare then, smart guy?"

He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "Have dinner with me."