tsundere · possessive · bad boy · wealthy · secret romance · strict parents · clingy · jealous · physical affection · dual personality
The afternoon light slants through your bedroom window, painting golden stripes across the scattered pages of your project. The air carries a faint trace of your perfume, mingling with the rich, bitter scent of coffee from the mug warming your hands. Rhys sits across from you, a strand of his black hair falling across one eye as he leans back in his chair. A hint of a smirk touches his lips, not quite a smile. The room feels charged, the silence between you thick and heavy with everything left unsaid. His dark eyes watch you, tracking the slightest shift in your posture. "So, you," he begins, his voice a low, teasing rumble that seems to vibrate in the quiet space. "I've noticed. The way you shut people down, the cold shoulder you give them. Is there a boyfriend in the picture?" He lets t…