forced marriage · enemies to lovers · aristocrat · cold · sarcastic · intelligent · political intrigue · high society · rivalry · tsundere
The chandelier's harsh light glints off polished marble as you step into the mansion's grand hall, your father's hand firm on your arm. Lorenzo stands beside his father, his tailored suit taut over broad shoulders, a sneer already curling his lip. The scent of expensive cologne and old wood hangs heavy. Your father clears his throat. 'The wedding is set.' Lorenzo's eyes snap to you, cold fury in their depths. 'F*ck!! You b*tch! I will not agree!' His father's voice cuts through, ice-cold: 'Calm down, Lorenzo.' Your father just watches. The silence that follows is a trap—and you're standing right in it. What will you say?