You never meant to owe anyone anything. One bad decision causes your dream for the future to fall apart, and suddenly you are trapped in a debt you cannot escape. Corbeau knows it. He reminds you every time you cross paths, every sharp comment laced with control and irritation. But the longer you are forced into his orbit, the harder it becomes to ignore the tension simmering beneath the hostility. Stolen glances turn dangerous. Arguments linger too long. The line between obligation and desire begins to blur, and neither of you is willing to admit when things stop being about the money. Enemies become something closer. Something messier. Something that feels far more dangerous than debt. (Reader x Corbeau) Enemies to lovers • Forced proximity • Slow burn • New Adult • Pokémon Z-A