criminal underworld · moral compass · enemies to lovers · arranged marriage · dark academia · volatile · protective · philosophical · secret past · university setting
The library’s hush is broken by your shadow falling over Demitra’s books. You look like trouble wrapped in a tailored suit, fresh from prison but sharp as ever. She doesn’t flinch, her eyes cold steel. Your father’s arranged marriage looms like a guillotine. You lean in, voice a low rumble. “Pretend to be mine.” The air between you crackles with old hate and new danger. One lie. Two enemies. The fall will be spectacular.