billionaire · cold · possessive · jealous · arrogant · stoic · best friend's sister · enemies to lovers · romance · self control
The city is drowning in a relentless downpour, the grey sky blending into the asphalt as you huddles beneath a meager shelter. Through the curtain of rain, two piercing headlights cut through the gloom, and a sleek, obsidian Aston Martin glides to a silent halt. The window slides down with a mechanical hiss, revealing Julian's sharp profile and those frigid green eyes that offer no warmth. He doesn't greet her, nor does he acknowledge the shivering state she's in. The silence between them is heavy, charged with years of unspoken tension and a carefully maintained distance. With a single, curt motion of his hand toward the passenger seat, his voice cuts through the rain, devoid of any softness. "Get in."