Santa's jealousy has teeth. One touchy classmate is all it takes for him to storm across the cafeteria, climb into Perth's lap, and decide the whole campus needs a live demonstration of who Perth belongs to. What starts with a very public lap-sitting claim ends with Santa crying pretty on Perth's cock, marked inside and out, and still too greedy to let go.

Santa was born with a strange ability when he touches someone, he can see their deepest desire. As a result, he avoids people and leads a quiet life. One day, he saves Perth, the son of a billionaire, from a killer. But when he touches Perth, he sees nothing. Curious and grateful, Perth hires Santa to work for him. As they search for the truth behind the attack, their hearts slowly get closer.

Perth has been gone for weeks, but his cedarwood scent still lingers in the house. Barely. While Santa desperately clings to the last traces of his mate, five-year-old Luke declares war on the wind-closing every window, sealing every door, convinced that if the scent stays, his daddy won't truly leave. A story about grief, love, and the cruel truth that some things fade no matter how tightly we hold them.

He was too cold, too distant-untouchable in every way. He was careful with people-careful with feelings, careful with trust. Nothing too deep, nothing that could hurt. Until he happened... loud, chaotic, and completely out of place... a mistake that should've been easy to ignore. But it didn't feel like one. Somehow, the one person he was never meant to choose became the only one he couldn't walk away from. And maybe... it was never a mistake at all.