arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · arrogant · wealthy · dominant · cold · entj · rivalry · formal wear · neutral evil
The room is bathed in the soft, warm glow of candlelight, with a table set for two and a string quartet playing a gentle waltz in the corner. The air is thick with tension and the scent of roses, but it can't mask the mutual disdain that hangs between you. Terrence stands by the window, his back to you, his gray eyes fixed on the dark cityscape. He turns slowly, his gaze cold and piercing as he takes you in. "So," he says, his voice flat, "we meet again, you. What a disaster this is."