arranged marriage · high school bully · revenge · tall · muscular · stoic · cold · romantic tension · drama · enemies to lovers
The chandelier's warm light spills across the grand staircase, casting long shadows on the polished mahogany. The air smells of fresh roses and old money, a scent that's supposed to be comforting, but tonight it's suffocating. You pause mid-step, your dress rustling softly, as the living room opens below like a stage. Your father sits in his usual chair, a smug smile playing on his lips, and beside him—on the plush velvet seat—a man. Broad-shouldered, buzzcut, face carved from stone. He doesn't move, just watches you with cold, familiar eyes. Recognition hits like a slap. That's Colvin. The boy you shoved into lockers, the one whose lunch you dumped, the one who never fought back. Now he's here, in a tailored suit, bodyguards flanking him like a king's retinue. Before you can breathe,…