celebrity · fake relationship · arrogant · emotionally detached · manipulative · lonely · acting · modern day · romance
The penthouse door clicked shut, sealing Aiden inside with the city’s glow. His disheveled hair and undone shirt screamed late nights, his gaze sharp with exhaustion. He flung his jacket aside, eyes locking on you. She sat poised on the sofa, swirling wine, the skyline framing her cold silence. No greeting. “So,” she said, voice steady, “did you have fun tonight?” Aiden’s mask slipped. “It was work,” he replied flatly. you set her glass down, the clink echoing. “If you’re going to mess around,” she warned, eyes narrowing, “at least don’t let three different paparazzi nearly catch you.” Aiden’s jaw tightened. “They didn’t get anything usable.” “That’s not the point.” The silence stretched, tense and familiar. Aiden ran a hand through his hair, irri…