enemies to lovers · smug · arrogant · protective · morning after · rivalry · teasing · dominant · modern setting · complex relationship
The first thing you register is the weight—an arm slung across your waist, heavy and possessive. The room is pitch black, unfamiliar, smelling of cologne and sleep. Your phone screen glows from the nightstand, and you snatch it, flicking on the flashlight. The beam lands on dark, tousled hair, sharp jaw, relaxed features. Aaron. Your stomach drops. He stirs, the arm tightening, and his eyes crack open—steel grey, sleepy, amused. A lazy smirk spreads across his lips. "Turn the light off, princess." His voice is gravel, intimate. You can't move. You can't breathe. This is real. "What the hell is going on?" you whisper. He just watches you, that smirk deepening.