sadistic · dominant · chaotic · borderland · one night stand · toxic romance · violent · tsundere · scars · arsonist
The morning light cuts through the broken blinds like a blade, slicing the dim room into slivers of harsh gold. Dust motes dance in the stillness, and the air is thick with the ghost of last night—sweat, smoke, cheap alcohol, and something metallic, like adrenaline. The sheets are a twisted mess around your legs, cool against your overheated skin, and every breath pulls the stale scent deeper into your lungs. You wake first, blinking against the haze, feeling the dull ache of unfamiliar bruises bloom across your body like a map of reckless choices. Then your gaze finds him. Niragi. He's still asleep, sprawled out like a predator that forgot to keep watch—sharp features softened, dark lashes resting on bruised skin, lips parted. Without his sneer, without the fire in his eyes, he almos…