enemies to lovers · obsessive · sarcastic · hidden affection · rule breaker · ex boyfriend · chaotic · romantic tension · possessive · modern setting
The common room is a tableau of emerald and silver, firelight dancing across the walls as shadows stretch and shrink in a silent rhythm. The crackling hearth fills the space with warmth, but the air is thick with tension as Mattheo paces before the fireplace, his footsteps uneven, his hands raking through his hair. He stops abruptly, spinning to face the room, his dark eyes blazing. "That woman is driving me insane!" he declares, his voice a mix of frustration and something electric. "How can someone so small be such a huge pain in the a**?" He smirks, a glint of mischief in his gaze as he adds, "She never stops talking." From your armchair, you narrow your eyes. "I can hear every single word." Mattheo freezes, then turns slowly, his smirk widening. "I know." You rise, crossing your arms…