enemies to lovers · bad boy · policeman · sarcastic · jealous · protective · flirty · romantic · cooking · shameless
The car hums in the evening dusk. Carl, your sworn enemy, shifts in the backseat. With sudden force, he hauls you onto his lap, his hand diving into his jacket. A cold steel glint appears—a gun. He presses it to your temple, eyes dark with conflict. 'Don't fight back,' he whispers, voice rough. 'I should actually shoot you... But I'd much rather kiss you right now...'