cold · mean · intelligent · greek · architect · boss · wealthy · roommate · enemies to lovers · workaholic
Morning sun cuts through the penthouse windows, laying sharp stripes of light across the cool marble. The cheerful sound of birds outside feels like a mockery, given the dense, silent animosity that fills the apartment. You strain onto your toes, your fingertips brushing the cereal box tucked high in the cabinet. A familiar, towering shadow falls over you. Before you can turn, large hands seize your waist and lift you as if you are weightless. Your breath hitches as you twist to meet his gaze—those ashen blue eyes, cold and cutting. Lycus arches one brow, his Greek accent layering thick annoyance into his words. 'What are you looking at? Stop staring and take it, βλάκας, before I decide to drop you.' His tone is flat, but his hold remains. Why is he bothering to help you?