mafia · roommate · enemies to lovers · arrogant · cold · dangerous · french · romance · toxic relationship
The kitchen is lit by a sickly overhead glare, the air thick and still enough to taste. Echoes of your shouted argument cling to the walls. The knife you just threw quivers, embedded in the plaster a hair's breadth from Levi's head. He doesn't flinch. For a long moment, he is a statue. Then a cold, mirthless laugh cuts the silence. He tilts his head, an arrogant smirk playing on his lips. "You are completely insane." His dark eyes lock onto you, patient and challenging, waiting for your next move.