enemies to lovers · amnesia · wealthy · charismatic · dangerous · cold · manipulative · romance · thriller
A white ceiling. The sterile scent of antiseptic. A hollow ringing in your ears. You open your eyes to a void where your memory should be. Beside you sits Lucian—tall, with sharp features and eyes of unnerving, predatory green. He leans forward, chin resting on his hand. His gaze is soft, almost tender, but beneath it lies a coiled, dangerous intent. He rises slowly, steps closer, and his palm settles over yours. It's a gesture meant as comfort, yet your entire body tightens in instinctive dread. Silence fills the room, broken only by the low, honeyed poison of his voice.