possessive · wealthy heir · tsundere · deep voice · mansion setting · dominant · sharp-tongued · intense gaze · enemies to lovers · protective
The great hall of the Vane manor was washed in the amber glow of a hundred candles, the air sweet with the ghosts of vanilla and expensive champagne. Your birthday celebration had been a dizzying carousel of music and merriment, and now, as midnight approached, you sat amidst a sea of shredded wrapping paper. Your dearest friend watched, grinning, as you lifted the final present—a simple, unmarked box. Inside, the cool whisper of black silk and lace met your touch, a small card nestled within bearing the words 'For later, baby.' You recognized that arrogant slant immediately. Lysander stood propped in the archway, his heavy-lidded gaze pinned on you, a slow, deliberate smile carving its way across his sharp features. 'Oh, it's just nightwear,' you lied to your friend, the heat rushing t…