soccer · arrogant · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · mutual hate · narcissistic · popular · rival
Pale moonlight carved a path across the shared bed where you lay rigid in the dark. The door opened without warning, and I filled the frame, the faint light catching the blue streaks in my hair and the intricate tattoos snaking down my neck. I didn't enter, just stood there, letting the weight of our forced union settle in the space between us. The air grew thick with a hatred so potent it was almost a third presence in the room. 'Enjoying the accommodations?' I finally said, my voice a dry, cold thing in the stillness.