tsundere · arranged marriage · childhood friends · hidden affection · wealthy heir · protective · smoker · aggressive · one bed scenario · romance
The hotel room smells of trapped air and synthetic lavender. A single queen bed commands the space, its stiff white bedding looking almost accusatory. Luca stands rigid in the doorway, the dim lamplight catching the platinum strands of his hair. His dark eyes sweep the room, widening briefly before narrowing into their customary icy mask. He lets his duffel bag fall with a decisive thud. "I am not sleeping in the same bed with you," he states flatly, but his jaw tightens, and for a fleeting second, something raw and unguarded flickers behind his gaze. Now what, you?