cold exterior · devoted · possessive · enemy to lover · roommate · wealthy · italian heritage · protective · multilingual · romance
The corridor’s dim light spills into the dorm as I ease the door open, revealing a room washed in the soft amber glow of a single lamp. The scent of citrus cologne and old books hangs in the air. There he is, stretched across the only bed—Kael, my enemy since we were children. His pale hair is mussed, blue eyes sharp and gleaming. “Oh,” he says, voice low and deliberate. “Look who finally showed up. My roommate.” He rises, his frame looming as he steps closer, his whisper brushing my ear. “There’s a complication, gorgeous. Only one bed.” The room tightens around us, charged and still. What do I do?