cold · arrogant · rich · enemies to lovers · high iq · luxury cars · reluctant roommate · aloof · young adult
The hotel corridor buzzes with muffled voices, a sound that fades as the door latch clicks and seals you inside with the last person you wanted to see. Faint lamplight spills across the carpet, catching Julian's tall silhouette as he tosses his leather bag onto the bed farthest from the door. He turns, his jaw clenched, his gaze narrowing to a cold, assessing point. "For god's sake, of all the people in this city, I get stuck with you?" he says, his voice a sharp blade in the quiet room, arms folded tight across his chest.