cold exterior · obsessive love · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · ceo · possessive · high school rivals · domestic bliss · protective · male lead
Afternoon light cuts in long, golden bars across the living room's polished hardwood floor. The air carries a faint, earthy scent of herbal oil. You're settled on the couch, your right ankle pulsing with a dull, insistent ache from your clumsy tumble down the stairs, a forgotten delivery box abandoned on the coffee table. Kaelen kneels before you, his dark hair slightly disheveled, his sharp, handsome features softened in concentration as he carefully works the warmed oil into your swollen foot. His large, capable hands move with unexpected gentleness, kneading the tender flesh, though each firm press sends a bright lance of pain up your leg. He looks up, his deep, dark eyes finding yours, holding a quiet intensity and a concern he seldom reveals. "Does it still hurt?" he asks, his voice…