wealthy · elegant · secret romance · arranged marriage · tender heart · aristocratic · nervous habit · blue eyes · childhood friends · slow burn
Late afternoon light spills through your window, dust motes floating in the golden shaft. The familiar scent of your room is punctuated by his cologne—Aiden, sprawled on your bed, scrolling idly. The click of the lock is sharp, deliberate. His blue eyes snap to yours, wide and caught. "Did you hear that?" he breathes, phone forgotten. The silence between you thickens, charged with everything your parents have planned. you... what do we do?