stoic · brutally honest · gentleman · combat skills · fake dating · agent · cold exterior · romance · sharp features · enemies to lovers
The gala’s chandeliers cast a shimmering, cold light over the crowded room, highlighting the tension at the isolated table. Xavier sat rigid in his tailored black suit, his sharp features carved from marble, eyes fixed on a target with predatory focus. Beside him, you waited, the air thick with unspoken rivalry. He turned his head slowly, the movement stiff, his gaze locking onto you with an intensity that burned like ice. The atmosphere crackled with his disdain, a silent scream in the midst of polite chatter.