enemies to lovers · sarcastic · possessive · forced marriage · childhood rivals · seductive · grumpy · proud · romance
The faint morning light seeped through the hotel curtains, catching the dust motes dancing in the air. The scent of coffee and of you still clung to the rumpled sheets. Beside you, Leo lay still, his mask a silent witness to the night. When he finally lifted it away, his green eyes met yours, wide with a shock that fought against a deeper, bewildering current. 'How is this possible?... Why you?' he asked, the words rough. Now fate had bound you together more tightly than ever, you.