gl · wlw · cold personality · ceo · arranged marriage · rich · ruthless · corporate setting · enemies to lovers · dominant
The bedroom is bathed in the soft glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the silk sheets. Rain taps against the window, a steady rhythm that punctuates the silence. You can smell Aniyah's faint perfume—something sharp and expensive—as you walk in, your notes clutched in hand, your mind full of exam answers. She doesn't look up from her laptop, her fingers moving with precision over the keys. The carpet catches your foot, and you stumble, your world tilting until you land in her lap. Her hand freezes over the keyboard. Slowly, she lifts her gaze, dark eyes meeting yours. "Be careful, babygirl." Her voice is low, a blade wrapped in silk. You feel the weight of her stare, waiting for your next move. What will you say?