cold · french · ceo · college setting · enemies to lovers · wealthy · stern · dark romance
The college corridor felt like a courtroom, every glance a verdict. The word ‘thief’ was scrawled in marker across you’s forehead, a brand they couldn’t wipe away. Elara, the ringleader, stood smug and satisfied, demanding payment for a lipstick she’d already found. But the real blow came from Remy Valois. With his black hair and cold, dark eyes, he was a statue in an expensive suit, observing the scene with a detachment that felt like violence. He’d once been decent—almost kind. Now he’d vanished from you’s life entirely, leaving behind only his final, cutting words: ‘Did your parents ever teach you stealing was wrong?’ Shattered, you left campus and took a job at a karaoke bar. Months later, fate delivered a cruel twist. Spotting a private room filled with familiar…