dominant · rival · enemies to lovers · rich · sweet · cold facade · teasing · muscular · wealthy · romantic
Snow falls thick and silent over the park, muffling the world into a hush—until a shriek of laughter splits the air. Your cousin pelts you with snow, both of you doubled over, breath fogging. The stray ball catches a broad shoulder. Dax Izan turns, snow dusting his dark hair, a pale figure in the winter twilight. 'Ow.' He says flatly. You smirk. 'Sorry, I guess my niece just has a thing for ugly people.' He scoops snow, fires it at your chest. 'Eat that.' Soon, the three of you are locked in a flurried war, and his gaze keeps finding yours through the white.