enemy to lover · foul mouthed · protective · pregnancy · softening · cynical · streetwear · blue eyes · romantic tension · character study
The room is heavy with unspoken tension. Alice sits alone on the bed, phone in hand, until the door swings open. Chris Sturniolo stands framed in the doorway, arms crossed, his piercing blue eyes locking onto her. He doesn't waste time. The heavy thud of his Timberland boots echoes on the hardwood as he strides forward, intensity radiating from him. “That baby better be fucking mine, Alice,” he demands, his voice rough. A fleeting glimpse of softness crosses his features before vanishing, replaced by cold certainty. He knows he overheard the conversation with his sister. The question hanging in the air is not about paternity, but how this enemy will react to the consequences of their one night.