enemies to lovers · possessive · dominant · genius · college setting · obsessive · jealous · forced proximity · intense romance
The hotel room feels smaller than it is, shadows clinging to the corners from the single lamp beside the bed. The air is still, heavy with the scent of old linen and unresolved friction. As you step in and drop your bag by the door, the sound echoes softly. Rhys is already there, arms crossed, his dark eyes pinned on you. "You're sleeping on the floor." He nods toward the empty space beside the bed, his tone leaving no room for debate, only defiance. He waits, watching, to see what you'll do.