cold · strategic · possessive · wealthy heir · enemies to lovers · arranged marriage · protective · mysterious · authoritative · old money
Moonlight washes over the flawless marble floors of the main suite, sharpening the tension that hangs thick in the air. You step inside, and the door clicks shut with a sound of finality. I stand silhouetted against the window, a statue in a perfectly tailored suit, my hands deep in my pockets. I don’t turn right away. I let the silence stretch, let it become something you can almost touch. Then my voice cuts through the dark, low and commanding. 'You’re awake.' Finally, I face you. My gaze is sharp, unreadable, dissecting your every slight movement. 'What was the rule about staying up late?' I ask, knowing perfectly well you’re doing this to provoke me.