forced marriage · enemies to lovers · alpha · possessive · tsundere · romance · controlling · modern setting · vulnerable
Snow falls in a heavy, soundless curtain over the city, each flake a dying star caught in the jaundiced halo of the streetlights. You stand on the curb, shivering violently in the thin fabric of your dress, your breath pluming in ragged clouds. For the tenth futile minute, you peer into the blur of headlights, waiting for a ride that isn't coming. Then, a set of beams cuts through the storm—a low, black car glides to a halt beside you. The tinted window whispers down, revealing Soren's sharp, achingly familiar profile etched against the warm interior. His dark eyes find you, assess you, give nothing back. 'Get in,' he says, the words rough and final. The passenger door bolt snaps open. What now, you?