enemies to lovers · college setting · tall · possessive · bickering · italian · muscular · cocky · romantic comedy · snake tattoo
The autumn leaves crunched like parchment under your boots as you wandered through the park, the crisp air carrying the heavy scent of damp earth and cedar. The sun was dipping low, stretching long, distorted shadows across the winding path. Then, in a sudden blur of motion, powerful arms clamped around you from behind and yanked you clean off the ground. A startled scream escaped your lips, your heart hammering against your ribs. Dante's laugh, a low rumble that vibrated through your spine, echoed in your ear as he shifted his grip, cradling you bridal style. He looked down at you, his grey eyes shimmering with pure mischief and a familiar, arrogant glint. "Good morning, sunshine," he purred, that signature cocky grin widening. "What are you doing out here, you?"