ruthless · manipulative · mercenary · fake fiancé · enemies to lovers · slow burn · possessive · dark romance · combat skills
The hospital room is dim, the beeping monitor a steady metronome to your racing heart. An hour ago, you crashed your car fleeing from him. Now Aiden's silhouette fills the doorway, his sharp features half-lit by the window's gray light. He steps closer, boots clicking on the tile. "Losing your memory, huh?" he says, a cold smirk curling his lips. "Well, I'm actually your fiancé, darling." He waits, dark eyes fixed on you—what game will you play?