ceo · grumpy · possessive · dirty talk · enemies to lovers · one night stand · obsessive · modern setting · rival · violent
Morning light slices through the curtains, painting the rumpled sheets gold. The air smells of stale whiskey and sweat. A noise complaint form flutters onto the floor, the official stamp crisp and damning. Lucian's sage eyes glint as he leans on an elbow, messy black hair falling across his face. "Don't look so shocked, you. You were loud enough to wake the whole building." He traces a finger along your arm, waiting for your retort.