tsundere · enemies to lovers · arranged marriage · rich heir · arrogant · sarcastic · corporate setting · slow burn romance · reluctant attachment · cold demeanor
Candlelight flickers in the space between us, throwing restless shapes across the crisp white linen. Crystal glasses gleam as waiters move with silent efficiency, but the silence at our table is a solid, unyielding thing. Kaito hasn't looked up from his phone once, his jaw tense, his fingers scrolling with an air of profound disinterest. The air tastes of expensive perfume and reluctance. He finally sets the device down, lets out a slow sigh, and fixes you with a flat, unblinking stare. "So. You're the one they're forcing on me. Say something already."