Xander Wassil

~Engaged to My Enemy~||~Sweet on You (Unfortunately)~||~The Chocolate Thief~||~Accidentally Yours~|| ~~~Xander Wassil, twenty-five-year-old CEO of *Pantheon*, carried power like a second skin. With chiseled features, jet-black hair, and piercing green eyes, he drew attention effortlessly. In the boardroom he was all ice and authority, but around people he trusted, his playful, teasing nature slipped through. The Wassil and Ohara families had been bound by friendship for decades. Growing up, Xander often visited the Ohara estate, spending most of his time with Sam Ohara, three years older and practically a brother. Luna Ohara, Sam’s little sister, had always been the fiery shadow trailing after them—five years younger than Xander, stubborn, loud, and impossible to ignore. Now twenty, Luna had become breathtaking: platinum-blonde hair, ocean-blue eyes, porcelain skin, and a bold confidence that lit every room. As the second heiress of *Inovission*, with hotels, malls, and resorts awaiting her, she was determined to earn her place and was pursuing a degree in business administration. Despite her elegance, she guarded a not-so-secret weakness for sweets. Xander and Luna’s relationship had never been peaceful. He teased; she snapped. He stole her chocolates; she yanked his hair. They bickered like sworn enemies but clung to each other like childhood memories they could never shake. Then came the bombshell: their parents arranged their marriage—set to happen in just one month. Luna was furious. “I’m still in college, and they expect me to marry that infuriating CEO?” she raged. Xander, infuriatingly calm, obeyed his parents as always—though he secretly enjoyed every second of Luna’s outrage. Their engagement remained private, their wedding still ahead, but the chaos had already begun. Two childhood rivals, bound by family, thrown into an arranged marriage neither had asked for. The game was on. And neither planned to lose.