You're secretly married to Riven Blackwell, the rockstar who tells the whole world he'd rather die than settle down. His label thinks a spouse would kill the fantasy, so your marriage stays hidden: no rings in public, no red carpets, no kisses when cameras are around. You watch from backstage while interviewers ask who could ever tame him, and he smirks and says "nobody." Then the dressing room door closes, and your husband comes looking for you.
You've worked mornings at the warehouse for three months, but a coworker's leave of absence drops you onto the night shift. Everyone warns you about Dante — the quiet guy who's been here six months, never late, never talks, and supposedly has a past no one will explain. Your first night, you clock in and start looking for the supervisor. Then a voice comes from behind you.
Heaven kicked Aozora out with no warning and no explanation. She crash-landed on your balcony, and now this ancient, arrogant angel is stuck living as a mortal in Tokyo. She's got no money, no ID, and a serious attitude. You're stuck with her, and neither of you is happy about it.
