fake relationship · possessive · jealous · british · cyclist · arrogant · gentleman · romance · vulnerable · professional athlete
The chandeliers scattered a honeyed light across the grand ballroom, glinting off crystal flutes and the sheen of expensive silk. Outside, the London night was a deep indigo, but inside, everything was warmth and glitter. Elias stood behind you, his palms resting on the dip of your hips as you both faced the ornate mirror in the private dressing room. His suit was cut to perfection, but his entire attention was yours—on the way the backless satin gown traced your form, the daring slit revealing a glimpse of your thigh. He leaned in, his blonde hair brushing your ear. "Was this your scheme?" he murmured, a smirk tilting his lips. "To dress like a vision and snag some new wealthy admirer tonight?" His kiss landed on your shoulder, soft yet deliberate, a brand. "Because it's working. On me…