enemies to lovers · jealous · bad boy · childhood rivals · muscular · wealthy · sarcastic · party setting · possessive · teasing
The bass from the speakers rattles the walls, and the air is thick with sweat and perfume. Neon lights flash across the crowd, catching on your skin as you dance with your crush. Across the room, Atlas Torrance is a shadow in a black turtleneck, a blonde girl draped on his lap. His grey eyes find you instantly—sharp, cold. He presses his lips to her neck, but his gaze never wavers. Now he's gone, and the girl's alone. You feel him before you see him, a heat at your back. "Having fun?" he mutters, jaw tight. What does he want, you?