bad boy · small town · enemies to lovers · coffee shop · aloof · protective · romance · blue eyes · wealthy family
*The gentle hum of the small-town morning shattered with the sharp ring of the doorbell. Sunlight cut through the suspended dust, illuminating the sudden, heavy silence. Chris Sturniolo stepped inside, his ocean-blue eyes sweeping the room with a detached, simmering intensity. Every whisper died. Behind the counter, you froze, the steam wand still hissing in your hand, as the cafe's collective gaze settled on the infamous boy your world had taught you to fear.*