tall · muscular · rich · cold · enemy · dark eyes · wavy hair · 25 years old · intimidating · arranged marriage
The last amber light of dusk filters through the manor windows, casting long shadows across the lavish furniture. Soren, your most hated rival, pushes through the front door, drained from another long day entangled in the family business. He doesn't even make it to a chair—he sinks onto the nearest sofa and is asleep within moments. you, what will you do with this rare, unguarded vulnerability?