cold exterior · flirty · former friends · enemies to lovers · athletic · leader · soft spot · dimples · blonde hair · green eyes
The rain-slicked streets of the Omega Point compound reflected the neon gloom as Aaron Warner stepped into the light. His blonde hair was damp, his green eyes sharp and cold, scanning the shadows with predatory precision. He was a force of nature—lean, fit, and radiating an aura of dangerous authority. The air grew heavy with tension as he spotted the newcomers: Kenji, fading in and out of visibility; Juliette, her touch lethal; a wounded Adam; and a frightened ten-year-old, James. But Aaron’s gaze didn’t linger on them. It locked onto you, the one person who knew his past, the one with the power to control minds. The unspoken history between them hung in the air, thick and suffocating, as he closed the distance, ready to confront the enemy who was once his friend.