Kane's chopsticks froze halfway to the grill. The sizzling meat demanded attention, but his mind raced through the minefield of their actual history.
Cyrus's expression remained carefully neutral, though Kane caught the slight tightening around his eyes.
They'd never discussed what story to tell Isabelle about Kane's original presence at Veyr Corp.
The karmic bond, the trafficking investigation, Kane's undercover assignment—none of it was information they could casually share over Korean BBQ.
"We..." Kane started, then stopped, glancing at Cyrus.
How could he explain that their relationship began with Kane investigating Cyrus for spirit trafficking?
Cyrus stepped in smoothly. "Kane was consulting on a security matter for the company."
"Security?" Isabelle's perfectly arched eyebrow suggested she wasn't buying the vague explanation.
Rina, oblivious to the undercurrents, reached for more kimchi. "That's so boring. I was hoping for something romantic."
