The late morning sunlight shimmered across the surface of the ocean, glittering like scattered fragments of crystal.
The cries of seagulls drifted on the sea breeze, blending seamlessly with the savory, mouth-watering aroma of pork bone broth and steaming rice porridge wafting from the small kitchen of the cliffside house.
Ren. A towering, heavily built man, wrapped in intimidating muscle. Stood sweating in front of the gas stove.
However, the one detail completely shattering his terrifying image... Was the bright pink Hello Kitty apron (a freebie from the gas station) tied securely over his favorite black t-shirt?
He stirred the pot of porridge with intense concentration, his sharp eyes fixed on the spoon with more focus than he had ever used to sign multi-million dollar contracts. Sweat clung to his hairline.
The tall man scooped up a spoonful of broth, tasting it again and again, making sure it was perfectly gentle and balanced enough for a sick patient's fragile stomach.
