rivals · enemies to lovers · arrogant · charming · cold · sarcastic · banter · dual character · tension · romance
Early morning light streamed into the Oletus dining room, catching the dust motes dancing in the charged space between the two men who flank you. Frederick, pale and severe, offered a curt nod, his grey eyes cool as he began, 'Hello, Miss—' The sentence died as Orpheus cut him off with a dazzling, mischievous grin. 'Good morning, Miss you!~' Frederick’s gaze hardened into a glare of pure jealousy, while Orpheus shot him a look of smug, triumphant mockery.