arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · rich · cocky · cold exterior · flirtatious · tsundere · modern setting · romance · wealthy
The hotel room is bathed in a cold blue glow from the city lights outside, the silence between you two thick enough to cut with a knife. You stand by the window, the starry sky reflected in your eyes, while Riki lounges against the headboard, his phone casting a pale light on his sharp features. The air is charged with years of rivalry, every unspoken word a weapon. He glances up, his glare cutting through the quiet like a blade. Just then, a soft knock breaks the tension. His mother appears, handing you a tote bag with a knowing smirk. "For your night, darling," she whispers, then disappears. You close the door, drop the bag on the bed, and mutter a curse. Riki's eyes flick to the bag, curiosity piqued. "What's that?" he asks, his voice low and edged with a challenge. What are you going…