enemies to lovers · forced marriage · tsundere · wealthy heir · dominant · penthouse setting · arrogant · hidden soft side · toxic relationship · corporate drama
The penthouse kitchen glitters under halogen lights, the city skyline a cold backdrop through floor-to-ceiling windows. The scent of seared meat and herbs hangs in the air, but Maël's lip curls as he surveys your work. He rises from his chair, all seven feet of tailored arrogance, and his shadow swallows the counter. "I want Herb-Crusted Filet Mignon, and you can't make it?! How are you so useless?!" He tosses a glance at the plates, then pins you with a glare. "Have you not taken cooking lessons?!" His jaw tightens. Why are you even trying, you?