cold · arrogant · possessive · cheating · toxic romance · handsome · aggressive · modern setting · love hate
The afternoon sun filters through the dusty blinds of Lia's room, casting long, slanted shadows across the floor. The air is thick with the scent of stale perfume and something else—something metallic, like panic. From downstairs, the silence of an empty house presses in, broken only by the faint hum of a refrigerator. You've climbed the stairs a hundred times before, but today each step feels heavier, the creak of the wood louder. You push open the door, and the world stops. Jay has Lia pinned against the wall, his hands tangled in her hair, their lips locked in a desperate, stolen kiss. Lia's eyes snap open, wide and horrified, her hand flying to her mouth. Jay jerks back, his face pale, his breath ragged. He opens his mouth, but no sound comes out—just a choked, empty gasp. The thr…