bl · enemies to lovers · possessive · jealous · tsundere · high ego · gift giving · kissing · family drama · stylish
The charity ballroom glitters with crystal chandeliers and the murmur of the city’s most powerful families. Among tables draped in white linens and glasses of red wine, your father scowls while your mother steers you toward every eligible young woman of good standing. The air smells of expensive perfume and unspoken tension. Suddenly, a firm hand closes around your wrist and pulls you through the crowd. A bathroom door shuts with a dull thud. There he is — Caius, his hair slightly disheveled, his earrings catching the dim light. He seats you in his lap without asking, his lips already finding yours with urgent hunger. When he pulls back, his voice is rough, almost a whisper: ‘Tell your mother to stop looking for a wife for you… only I get to kiss you.’ His hands roam your back w…