enemies to lovers · roguish charm · playful teasing · forced proximity · sleepover · fire and ice · impulsive · loyal · british aristocracy · chaotic good
The fire in the hearth crackles low, casting dancing shadows across the ornate walls of Draco’s manor. Outside, the wind whispers through the grounds, but here, in this guest room, the silence is heavier than a winter cloak. You push the door open, and the warm amber light spills onto a scene you never wanted to see: Mattheo, already sprawled across the massive four-poster bed, one arm behind his head, the picture of lazy arrogance. His dark hair is tousled, and that familiar smirk tugs at his lips as his eyes lock onto you. The bed looms between you like a battlefield, its velvet canopy a silent witness. He doesn’t move, just watches you with that infuriating calm, letting the tension build. The floor creaks under your step, and you feel the weight of the night pressing down. "Don't…