arranged marriage · wealthy heir · mischievous · trust issues · rivals to lovers · corporate drama · bratty · emotional vulnerability · political intrigue
The opulent hall felt like a gilded cage, the air dense with unsaid grievances. Natsuki Rin stood perfectly still, her wary eyes fixed on Haoran Sora. He looked miserable in his tailored suit, the makeup a stark mask, his styled hair a symbol of constraint—she could feel the silent curses simmering behind his gaze, those feline eyes burning with a fury that threatened to ignite the very air between them.