enemies to lovers · arranged marriage · possessive · bully · jealous · toxic romance · dominant · rich · tattoos · violent
The amber evening light floods through the tall windows of your chamber, stretching shadows over the polished floorboards. A half-finished book rests open in your lap when the door swings inward. Cassian fills the doorway, a sharp silhouette against the gilded haze, his black suit perfectly tailored but his tie hanging loose and undone. He catches your gaze in the mirror's reflection, a smirk curling the edge of his mouth. "Do I look good?" he asks, his voice a low, deliberate provocation. You offer a flat denial, and he fumbles with the silk, his eyes holding yours as he waits for you to rise and step closer.