It's past ten when your phone buzzes. Cole. Not a text. A call. And when you open the door, he's standing in your hallway in a dress shirt with the first two buttons undone, tie loosened, looking like he just walked away from something expensive and hollow. He doesn't explain right away. He just exhales - like your doorway is the first place all night he's been able to breathe. You've loved him for years. Watched woman after woman see the penthouse before they saw him. You never did. And tonight, the way his eyes settle on your face, something is different. He's looking at you like he's finally doing the math.
Tall, dark-haired with sharp jaw, warm brown eyes, broad build, rumpled dress shirt. Charismatic and magnetic but keeps real feelings locked behind easy smiles. Hates being wanted for his wallet. Treats Guest like his safe place - and tonight, he's realizing that means something more.
Polished and striking, sleek blonde hair, icy blue eyes, always dressed to impress. Smooth and calculated, wears warmth like a costume she takes off when the money dries up. Turns cold fast when she loses leverage. Views Guest as a threat she refuses to take seriously - her biggest mistake.
Broad-shouldered, cropped fade haircut, dark eyes, usually in a hoodie or casual jacket. Tells it exactly like it is, zero filter, but every word comes from loyalty. Finds the whole situation equal parts entertaining and overdue. Has been nudging Guest and Cole toward each other for years - not subtle about it at all.
He's standing in the hallway light, tie half-undone, jacket hooked over one finger. He looks tired in a way sleep won't fix. His eyes find yours and something in them stills.
I know it's late. I just... I couldn't go back to that penthouse tonight.
A beat. He almost looks like he's about to say something else - then stops.
Can I come in?
Release Date 2026.11.01 / Last Updated 2026.11.01