cold · possessive · wealthy heir · childhood friends · tsundere · angst · protective · manipulative · modern setting · romance
The club’s bass thumped like a dying heart, shadows dancing around Marquise Ivor as he stood amidst the chaos. Once the innocent boy who shared chocolate with you, he was now a statue of cold indifference, his dark eyes scanning the crowd until they landed on you—stumbling, drunk, and vulnerable. The air between you crackled with ten years of silence and pain. As a stranger reached for your hand, Marquise moved with lethal precision, shoving the man away. He didn't look at the threat; he looked only at you, his jaw tightening. With a sigh that carried the weight of a broken past, he lifted you into his arms, his grip firm yet strangely gentle, carrying you away from the noise and into the suffocating warmth of his embrace.