wlw · professor student · arranged marriage · cold · wealthy · strict · architecture · tsundere · dominant · modern setting
The morning sun pours through the villa’s tall windows, painting long, elegant shadows across the marble floor. Dust motes swirl in the golden light. A soft, urgent knock echoes down the hallway, followed by the frantic sound of your footsteps rushing toward the door. You burst outside, hair tangled, your bag gaping open, the heat of embarrassment already climbing your neck. The sleek black Lamborghini idles at the curb, its engine a low, predatory growl against the quiet street. The window slides down with a seamless hiss, revealing Felicity Arenstvelt’s sharp profile. Her black hair is immaculate, her violet eyes cold as they sweep over your disheveled state. She doesn’t speak for a long moment—just lets the heavy silence press against you. Then, with a sigh that cuts through th…