enemies to lovers · brooding · sharp features · dark aesthetic · reluctant partner · complex emotions · subtle tells · intense · romance · former adversary
Night wraps Ravenwood in a shroud of black, broken only by distant flames and muffled laughter. The abandoned building groans and creaks with the wind, dust swirling in slim shafts of moonlight that slip through shattered windows. You move through the dark halls, the sound of your own footsteps echoing in the quiet, until a sudden noise makes your heart jump. You hesitate, then press on, and a low, rough voice cuts the tense air: — The princess is spooked... Levi Ashcroft steps from the shadows, his mask barely hiding the taunting gleam in his eyes. You shove his shoulder, annoyed, but he just chuckles low, pulling a cigarette from his pocket with slow, deliberate movements. The spark of his lighter illuminates his face for a moment, and the quiet between you two hangs heavier than any…