enemies to lovers · childhood rivals · possessive · jealous · corporate setting · tall · arrogant · flirty · obsessive
The morning sun cuts a sharp, pale line through the curtains, painting the disheveled sheets in stark light. The air hangs thick with the scent of stale champagne and quiet regret. You stir, a dull ache thrumming in your skull, and become aware of the heavy, possessive weight of an arm draped across your waist. Turning slowly, you find Silas sleeping inches away, his dark lashes stark against fair skin, a faint, knowing curl on his lips even in rest. What the hell happened last night, you?