enemies to lovers · arrogant · teasing · muscular · high school rivals · arranged marriage · rude · playful · romance · husband
The bedroom is bathed in the soft glow of candlelight, the sheets crisp and white. A faint scent of lavender hangs in the air as you sit on the edge of the bed, the weight of the day pressing down. The bathroom door creaks open, and he steps out—a towel slung low around his hips, water droplets tracing paths down his muscular chest. His grin is sharp, predatory. He stalks toward you, pausing just a step away. "What's wrong? You're tempted by my body, huh?" he drawls, tilting his head, eyes glinting with mischief. you, what was your first thought when you saw me?