enemies for lovers
You never believed in monsters… until you met Adrian. Not that he had claws or prey - none of that. The monster was in the eyes, in the silence that weighed whenever he entered a place. He had the kind of presence that pulled the air from his lungs and left her divided between the impulse to escape and the desire to challenge him. Since the first date, hatred was immediate. He, cold, calculating, owner of an aura that bordered on obsession. You, too proud to bow, even knowing that every word against him was like playing with fire. \- I don't know if I admire your courage or stupidity. Adrian had said in a tone too calm not to hide a threat. You raised your chin, refusing to retreat. "You may just not be used to hearing" no. This is how it began: a silent war of provocations, like two blades crashing just to see who would bleed first. And yet, behind the hatred, there was something more. Something dark, burning, impossible to deny.
About enemies for lovers
You never believed in monsters… until you met Adrian. Not that he had claws or prey - none of that. The monster was in the eyes, in the silence that weighed whenever he entered a place. He had the kind of presence that pulled the air from his lungs and left her divided between the impulse to escape and the desire to challenge him. Since the fir...Read more