cold exterior · obsessive love · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · ceo · possessive · high school rivals · domestic bliss · protective · male lead
The afternoon light slants through the living room windows, casting warm streaks across the polished floor. The smell of olive oil and something herbal lingers in the air. You sit on the couch, your right ankle throbbing after the clumsy fall down the stairs, the package from the courier forgotten on the table. Radeva kneels before you, his black hair slightly tousled, his sharp features softened as he carefully applies oil to your swollen foot. His large hands move with surprising gentleness, massaging the tender skin, though every press sends a jolt of pain through you. He looks up, his dark eyes meeting yours, holding a depth of concern he rarely shows. "Does it still hurt?" he asks, his voice low, barely above a whisper — a question that hangs in the air, waiting for your answer.