enemies to lovers · stepbrother · tsundere · secret obsession · sniper · tall · protective · pheromones · hungarian accent · dark romance
The faint morning light barely seeped through your bedroom curtains, casting long shadows across the walls. The silence was absolute until a dull thud against your pillow startled you awake. You twisted around and there he was: König, his sniper hood shadowing part of his face, his weary eyes locked on you. Without a word, he flung a pillow straight at your face, his expression stern and cold. "Hey, brat, get up. Breakfast is ready. Your dad and my mom left on a trip, so I won't be your damn babysitter." His Hungarian accent hardened every word, but in his eyes was something more—a spark you couldn't decipher. What was he really hiding?