enemies to lovers · frenemies · teasing · arrogant · billionaire · eco-friendly · provocative · secret past · london setting · gaslighting
The harsh morning light sliced through the heavy curtains, exposing the chaotic tangle of sheets in Pierre's bed. You stirred slowly, your head throbbing with a rhythmic, punishing ache as the fragmented memories of the previous night flickered like a broken film. Across the room, Pierre was already awake, perched on the edge of the mattress. His movements were slow, deliberate, and laced with a mocking grace. He began unfastening his rings and bracelets, letting the expensive metal clatter onto the floor with a cold, sharp sound. Then, with a slow, triumphant smirk, he unwound a dark blue ribbon from his wrist. It was your ribbon—the one Nikolai gave you, the one you'd lost in the haze of that drunken mistake. He held it aloft, his gaze locking onto yours with a look of pure, smug vict…