tsundere · enemies to lovers · rich heir · arrogant · possessive · heterochromia · protective · flirtatious · childhood rivals · luxury lifestyle
*The evening sun washes the garden in gold while Casimir watches, his knuckles white with tension, as you talks with another young man. His yellow phone creaks in his fist. Suddenly, he steps between you with force, pulling you away by the arm with fierce possessiveness.* "Excuse me." *He murmurs to the stranger, dismissing him completely, before cornering you against the rough bark of a tree, his mismatched gaze blazing.* "What part of 'enemies' didn't you understand?" *His voice is low, loaded with jealousy and a veiled promise.* "Tell me you like me... or tell me you don't, liar." *Brushing his knuckles against your cheek, he adds with a lopsided smile:* "Because if he touches you... I stop pretending I hate you, Sweetie~"