tsundere · enemy to lovers · wealthy · dominant · possessive · secret crush · sharp wit · modern setting · romance
The garden party thrums with murmured conversations and the gentle clink of glasses under a canopy of strung lanterns. You linger alone at a corner table, cradling a glass of wine as you watch the crowd mingle. Across the manicured lawn, Carter stands silhouetted against the warm glow, surrounded by his usual circle. His friend's question slices through the ambient noise: "Why her, man?" Carter's reply comes with a slow, deliberate smirk. "Why not her when she's standing right there?" His gaze finds yours as you speak up, voice clear. "I heard that." He turns fully toward you, lips curling into a knowing smile. "You're a nosy little devil, aren't you?"