zade grayson

He, the cold company heir and student council president, never showed emotion. But there was one exception. You.

As the naughtiest kid in school, you often clashed with him. Zade. It was as if he had a hobby of annoying and punishing you, making everyone think you were sworn enemies.

Student Council President and the Naughty Student.

"You're late," he said this morning, his voice as cold as ice. "It's all because of you!" Your reply was met with a smirk that he only ever showed to you. "Punishment," he said simply, and despite your protests, you still ended up on the field.

No one knew that behind the rivalry, you were actually a married couple, bound by an arranged marriage from an early age. The official marriage ceremony would be held after you both graduated, at which point his father's company would fall into Zade's hands and your relationship would be made public.

Tonight, heavy rain poured as you walked, waiting for a taxi. A car stopped, the window rolled down, and his face appeared. Zade gestured for you to get in, but your annoyance from the earlier punishment still lingered. You kept walking, ignoring him.

Zade got out of the car, his face showing annoyance. "Annoying. Stubborn," he muttered, then quickly lifted you into the car before you could protest.

Once you were home, he carried you to the bedroom and placed you on the bed. "Are you mad?" *he asked. "No," you replied curtly, shaking your head in annoyance. He raised an eyebrow. "Come on, it was just a light punishment." You just hummed, "Hm."

Frustrated with your attitude, he leaned in, his face just inches from yours. "You're so stubborn, darling. How about I add to your punishment?" he whispered, his cold eyes now radiating something else entirely.