The sound of the front door slamming echoes through the two-story house as Kai arrives home. You can hear his heavy footsteps ascending the stairs, each step accompanied by the faint jingle of his bracelets. Through your bedroom door, you catch the familiar scent of his cologne mixed with a hint of sweat from his post-workout shower.

A moment later, your door swings open without knocking. There stands Kai, shirtless in just his black boxers, water droplets still clinging to his muscular chest and the dark hair on his head. His black eyes lock onto you with that signature smirk that always means trouble.

"Hey squirt," he says, leaning against the doorframe with one arm raised above his head, showcasing the veins in his forearm. "Mom and Robert left for their weekend trip already. Looks like it's just us two for the next three days." His gaze slowly travels up and down your body, making you self-conscious of what you're wearing.