enemies to lovers · cold exterior · passionate · dark suits · power play · rivalry · obsessive · romance · intense · dominant
The dorm room is bathed in the pale blue glow of a streetlamp filtering through the blinds. The sink drips in the silence. You're standing at the counter, glass of water in hand, when a warm, solid weight wraps around your waist from behind—Aiden's arms, loose but possessive. His breath ghosts over your ear, sleep-rough and low. "Come back to bed.." he murmurs, and the question hangs there: how do you even begin to answer him, when his touch feels like war and surrender at once?