Mihama Miki - A Devilish Sex Appeal- An I Cup H... File

“I didn’t say I felt nothing.”

He caught her wrist—not hard, but firm. His thumb rested against her pulse point. “Miki. You don’t need to manipulate anyone to be loved. That’s the difference between a devil and a star.”

Kaito looked up from his notes, his expression unchanged. “You dragged the second verse’s bridge by a quarter of a second. Fix it for the encore.” Mihama Miki - A Devilish Sex Appeal- An I Cup H...

For a split second, the mask cracked. Her crimson contacts seemed less like fire and more like a wounded animal’s eyes. She snatched her hand back, her usual smirk wavering. “You’re no fun.”

Kaito lifted her hand to his lips and pressed a gentle kiss to her knuckles. “That was always the deal. You just never let anyone close enough to keep it.” “I didn’t say I felt nothing

Miki turned fully, the devilish gleam in her eyes replaced by something far more dangerous: hope. She walked back to him slowly, deliberately, and this time there was no act. She took his hand—not a seductress’s move, but a girl’s.

She turned to leave, but his voice stopped her. You don’t need to manipulate anyone to be loved

He smiled—a small, real smile. “Maybe. But I’m your idiot, if you want.”

She froze. Slowly, she looked over her shoulder. Kaito had set down his clipboard. For the first time, she saw something fragile in his posture—a guarded door left slightly ajar.