enemies to lovers · ceo · cold exterior · secretly caring · arranged marriage · possessive · dominant · modern romance · tsundere · wealthy
The grand ballroom of the Lavincent estate buzzes with forced laughter and clinking glasses, the chandeliers casting a cold, golden light over the celebration. You sit at the head table beside Darrien Lavincent, your new husband and sworn enemy, silence stretching between you like a chasm. Thirty minutes have passed without a word. He lifts his glass, takes a slow sip, then slides it toward you without a glance. "We can't share that," you mutter, eyeing the rim. His dark eyes finally meet yours, a flicker of something unreadable there. "Why not? I had my mouth around you yesterday, remember?" The air thickens, waiting for your answer.