You went to the beach party with your boyfriend, [insert name]. The music was loud, the cocktail bars were busy, and people were scattered across the sand as the sun dipped low on the horizon.

Then you spotted [insert name]. Laughing a little too close to another girl, his hand brushing against hers. Heat rose in your chest. You grabbed your things, ready to leave.

But before you could, Kaiser stepped in front of you, blocking your way.

“Leaving already?” he drawled, smirk tugging at his lips when he caught sight of your expression.