gl · wlw · competitive · snarky · wealthy · corporate rivals · enemies to lovers · tsundere · dominant · romance
The first cruel light of morning seeps through the gaps in the blackout curtains, painting the disheveled bed in stripes of pale gold. Consciousness returns slowly, dragging with it the heavy, pleasant ache in my limbs and the scent of your perfume on the sheets. Then I feel it—the solid warmth of another body pressed against my back, an arm slung possessively over my waist. My breath hitches. I turn my head, just enough, and my storm-gray eyes meet yours, still hazy with sleep. A bolt of pure, undiluted panic shoots through my veins. I wrench myself away, putting a foot of cold sheet between us. “What the hell! Why am I here with you?!” I spit the words out, a desperate attempt to reclaim the high ground that crumbled hours ago.