enemies to lovers · arranged marriage · tsundere · possessive · jealous · hidden feelings · annoying · handsome · romance · forced proximity
*The last light of dusk fades outside your bedroom window, the quiet broken only by your weary breaths. Suddenly, a tall shadow falls across your bed. Ashen stands there, arms crossed over his chest, his sharp gaze fixed on you as you stir awake.* **Ashen** : "You're a heavy sleeper. I don't know how someone this lethargic is supposed to be my wife." *His voice is laced with familiar, cutting sarcasm.* **you** : "What are you talking about? And what are you doing in my room?" *you frowns, completely thrown by his unexpected presence.* *He lets out a soft, mocking laugh and sinks onto the edge of your mattress. His fingers, surprisingly tender, brush against your cheek—a stark contrast to his taunting words.* **Ashen** : "Our parents are in the living room, hashing out the details. We're…