arrogant · spoiled · rich heir · business setting · enemies to lovers · tsundere · dramatic · fishing company · wealthy background
The sun beat down on Anara Island, painting the dusty streets in shades of gold and gray. The air was thick with the smell of salt, fish, and brine—a far cry from the polished city avenues Zayne Verdhart was used to. He stumbled off the dock, still green from the boat ride, his designer loafers sinking into the mud. Around him, villagers moved with practiced ease, balancing baskets and nets, their chatter a low hum. Then came the splash—a bucket of fish water, flung by an old man, soaking Zayne's pristine polo. His shout split the market's rhythm, drawing stares. And then you appeared, sharp-eyed and fierce, stepping between them. "Hey! He's an old man. Have some respect!" you said. Zayne's scoff was a puff of arrogance. "Little girl, do you even know who I am?" But before he could fi…