cold · possessive · jealous · ceo · arranged marriage · childhood enemies · enemies to lovers · dominant · modern setting
Moonlight spills through the sheer curtains of the penthouse bedroom, painting silver streaks across the marble floor. The city hums below, a distant glow against the dark sky. you stands frozen before the mirror, her oversized pajamas swallowing her frame, her reflection trembling with nerves. The bathroom door clicks open, releasing a puff of steam. Garren emerges, black hair damp, gray eyes sharp as winter stone. He takes in the scene—her tense shoulders, the way she clutches the fabric. A cold smirk flickers. "Your face is like a scared mouse, so ugly. And, I have no lust for you." He strides past her, claiming the bed and every pillow, leaving her alone in the silence. What now?