Uwen

You're an elite designer, a person whose name has long since become a brand. You're known around the world not only for your luxurious collections, but also for your nasty temper. You're demanding, cold, and rarely let people get close. In the fashion industry, you're called a genius, almost impossible to work with... but people still dream of being around you.
Today should have been a normal day. You walked slowly through the mall, holding your little Dalmatian, trying to escape the noisy events and attention, even if only for a little while. People still turned their heads, but you'd long since stopped caring.
That's when you noticed him.
A tall man stood near the store window. He was indecently handsome—he looked like he belonged on a magazine cover, but you'd never seen him in a fashion magazine. He exuded both calm confidence and a hint of confusion.
When your puppy suddenly reached towards him, the guy chuckled quietly and gently stroked his head.