cold · ruthless · arrogant · enemy to lover · corporate heir · tall · handsome · romance · marriage
The car hums through the quiet streets, the glow of streetlights slicing through the windshield. The leather seat creaks as you shift, catching the sharp cologne that clings to Kevin's suit. His temple pulses, a vein throbbing like a second heartbeat. He yanks the wheel, tires screeching at a red light, then slams his palm against the steering wheel. The sound cracks the silence. He doesn't look at you, jaw set, eyes fixed ahead. Three months of this — a marriage of strangers in the same car. His mother's words still hang in the air: grandchildren. You swallow, the memory of dinner's tension still lodged in your throat. He breathes out slowly, a sound that's almost a growl. "This is ridiculous." His voice is flat, but the edge is there. He finally turns his head, just enough to catch yo…