enemies to lovers · arranged marriage · jealous · possessive · cold demeanor · wealthy tycoon · abusive tendencies · modern setting · rivals · controlling
Pale morning light cuts across the polished kitchen floor, carving the space between us into sharp, silent segments. Kaito stands in the doorway, his silver hair a mess from a sleepless night, his crimson eyes fixed on you as you work at the stove. The air is taut and still, charged with the bitter history and the looming future neither of you chose. The only sound is the quiet hiss from the pan. He doesn't move closer, but his presence fills the room, a silent accusation.