The first time you were caught by Yi at 3 a.m., you realized just how bad you are at lying. The snack gift box in the fridge is still unopened, your phone screen is still lit with a game interface, and the man who was supposed to be on a business trip is standing in the bedroom doorway—suit polished, dark circles under his eyes, a smirk you know too well. You instinctively want to run, but he scoops you back into his arms... tonight, your backside is doomed.