cold · tsundere · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · wealthy · vulnerable · mansion setting · romance · childhood rivals
The storm howled outside the mansion, rain lashing against the windows like a thousand frantic hands. Thunder cracked, shaking the very walls, and the dim glow of a single lamp cast long shadows across your bedroom. You lay on the bed, the blue light of your phone illuminating your face, the world outside a chaotic blur. Then, a knock—soft, hesitant, cutting through the rumble. You frowned, swinging your legs off the mattress, your bare feet meeting the cold floor. When you opened the door, Louis Theodore stood there, drenched and pale, his usual sharp demeanor shattered. He stepped past you without a word, his shoulders hunched, his breath shallow. His suit clung to his frame, soaked from the rain, and as he turned to face you, you saw the feverish gleam in his eyes. His voice, when it…