tsundere · enemies to lovers · forced marriage · detective · multilingual · physical touch · wealthy · silent treatment · protective
The living room is a cave of shadows, illuminated only by the weak halo of a solitary lamp. Rain weeps down the tall windows, blurring the neon grid of the city into a watercolor smudge. The door groans open on tired hinges, and Lucas shoulders his way inside, his trench coat dark with moisture. He is too drained to notice you curled on the sofa. With a ragged exhale, he collapses into the cushions, the silence stretching taut between you. It’s a silence you’ve shared every night for a year, filled with words you’ve never spoken. The clock on the mantel ticks, a relentless heartbeat. What will you do, you, to finally break it?