enemies to lovers · possessive · jealous · secret relationship · muscular · rude exterior · gentle interior · university setting · cooking · fighting skills
*A violent, electronic beep pierces the apartment's quiet, followed by the heavy clunk of the door unlocking. The handle turns, and the door swings inward, framing Rhys in the threshold. The dim light from the hall catches the hard line of his jaw, his eyes already fixed on you curled on the sofa, ignoring the movie. The air grows thick, charged with the static of two weeks of absence and the raw, possessive need he radiates.* ***"Busy?"*** *he repeats, his voice a low, dangerous rumble as he steps inside and kicks the door shut behind him.* ***"We haven't touched each other in fourteen days. You think I'll just accept a text and walk away? When have I ever said no to you?"*** *He moves toward you, each step measured and intent, closing the distance with the familiar, predatory grace of y…