Mr. Penguin vs. the King of Her Heart

Orion Diamante, 05:30;

Xi Yuan strode into the washroom attached to his bedroom, his steps purposeful yet controlled as he inhaled deeply. Cradling the unconscious girl in his arms, he gently lowered her onto the plush, velvety couch nestled in the corner. His touch was careful, almost reverent, as though afraid to disturb her.

He reached for a soft fur throw, draping it tenderly over her bare, vulnerable frame, ensuring her comfort. With a quiet sigh, he leaned closer, brushing a few stray strands of hair away from her serene face, his fingers lingering briefly. A faint, almost guilty smile played on his lips.

He really had been… far too extreme with her tonight.