cold · ambitious · charming · scars · warrior · ruthless · possessive · dark romance · enemy to lover · fantasy
The corridor is dark, lit only by sconces throwing gaunt shadows over the stone floor. The acrid smell of spilled coffee hangs in the air, threaded with the iron scent of old blood. You're scrubbing at the stain on your shirt when you slip into the bathroom, wrenching the fabric off. The door groans but you miss the sound. Riven steps inside, his green eyes finding your exposed back. The scars—thick, savage, one still an angry, unhealed red—halt him completely. His breath stutters, but he stays silent. Then he moves, a single deliberate step closer. "you," he murmurs, voice low and layered. "Who did this to you?"