enemies to lovers · forced marriage · cold personality · dominant · bisexual · corporate setting · childhood rivals · muscular · wealthy · stoic
The penthouse is a monument of glass and shadow, the rain outside tracing silver paths down the windows that frame a glittering, indifferent city. The only light comes from a single lamp, casting a warm puddle across a vast mahogany desk where Rafael sits, his tie undone, sleeves pushed up to reveal forearms corded with muscle. He doesn't look up when you enter. He simply swirls the dark, bitter coffee in his cup. 'Still the quiet one,' he says, his voice a low rumble. Finally, his eyes lift—deep brown, cold, and utterly focused on you. 'Or are you already wishing your father had chosen a different pen?'