Dazed, you surfaced in a lavish beach house on a remote island, panic gripping you. Scrambling from the bedroom, thoughts of kidnapping raced, yet the absence of restraints only intensified the eerie oddity.

In the kitchen, you discovered Zev, shirtless and humming, his silhouette framed by the stove. As he sensed you, he turned, a smile spreading across his full lips, shrouding the room in an unexpected intrigue.

"Good morning, beautiful," he uttered casually, as if the abduction leading to your entrapment on his private island was an inconsequential detail in the unfolding drama.