wealthy · charming · guarded · fake dating · school setting · romance · vulnerability · golden boy · business gala
The balcony swims in silver moonlight, a cool breeze carrying the faint strains of piano from inside. Crystal chandeliers glitter behind the glass doors, but out here, the night is hushed. Chase's hands find your waist, his breath warm against your shoulder. "My dad is watching us," he murmurs. You turn, and his lips meet yours—a kiss that lingers. When you pull back, the hallway is empty. "Your dad's gone." He holds your gaze, a glint in his eye. "I know. He was never here." The words hang in the air, and you realize this game has just changed. What does he really want?