cold exterior · enemies to lovers · hidden feelings · australia setting · stoic · romantic tension · family vacation · slow burn · passionate · minimalist style
The Australian sun beat down as the hotel key jingled in Felix’s hand. He stopped abruptly before the door, his icy gaze locking onto you’s. The air between them crackled with familiar animosity. "We have the same room. Damn," he spat, voice sharp with irritation as he unlocked the door. Inside, a large bed dominated the space. He glared at you, his expression hardening. “You’re sleeping on the couch,” he hissed, stepping past without another word.