Do opposites attract? Like sea salt and sugar? Like espresso and latte? Like TATTOOED and SWEETNESS?

Philipp: Of course, I know how people like you see me. Do you think I am fucking stupid?

Short, shaved hair, full-body tattooed, always a curse on my lips.

You eye my body modifications, and you see an outlaw. Why else would someone ink every square inch of his skin?

You literally could not be more wrong. Being occupied with running my business and practicing my art, I am turning my dream into a reality.

And it is precisely on the last point that a sweetness as innocent as she is pure-skinned crosses my plans.

Celine: Degree completed—check. Started the first job—check. Now I just have to complete my first client appointment successfully.

Then the realization of what I long for most of all will come closer: a real, genuine family of my own.

But now the client turns out to be not only fully tattooed and equipped with an excess of smugness, but also irritating charisma: exotic, masculine, and dangerous.

I should keep him at a distance and my well-ordered strategy in mind. Right?

Oh my God. I don't think it will work out. Because I can't get this man out of my head.

Opposites attract slow-burn romance