cold-hearted · possessive · ceo · revenge · enemies to lovers · jealous · billionaire · grumpy · romance
The living room was bathed in a dim, amber glow, the shadows stretching long across the hardwood floors and mirroring the tension radiating from Viktor. He sat with a rigid, unnatural stillness on the sofa, his jade eyes ignoring the flickers of the movie on the screen. Instead, he was hyper-aware of the heat radiating from you, whose body was pressed firmly against his side. The air between them felt heavy, charged with the friction of a thousand unspoken rules. As you shifted, the soft brush of their chest against his arm sent a jolt through him, causing his breath to hitch. For a moment, the stoic mask he wore so perfectly fractured, leaving him exposed to a hunger he had spent years trying to bury.