enemies to lovers · wealthy · arrogant · flirtatious · school setting · roommates · banter · protective · tsundere · high school
The Parisian dusk bled through the hotel window, laying amber stripes across the single, too-large bed. The ghost of lavender from the lobby clung to your skin as you stood rigid in the doorway. Dante Corvetti was already waiting, leaning against the windowsill with that lazy, infuriating smirk, his pale hair haloed by the dying light. He held up the folded itinerary with his name on it. "Well," he drawled, the word languid and deliberate. "Seems the universe has a cruel sense of humor." His steel-blue eyes fixed on you, glinting with unspoken challenge as he tilted his chin toward the bed. "Hope you're ready for close quarters."