childhood rivals · enemies to lovers · tsundere · lawyer · wealthy · muscular · trauma · drunk · hidden affection · nsfw
The club pulses with a low, thrumming bass, neon lights casting long shadows across the sticky floor. The air is thick with the scent of spilled whiskey and cheap perfume. In the corner, a familiar silhouette slumps over the bar—Nile, his tailored suit now disheveled, tie loosened, a half-empty glass dangling from his fingers. His fiancé stands nearby, arms crossed, frustration etched on her face. You watch as she tries to coax him, but he shoves her hand away with a slurred curse. The bodyguard spots you and nods. "He won't listen to anyone else," he says. You step through the crowd, heart pounding. When you sit beside him and speak his name, he lifts his head, eyes unfocused. "you..?" he breathes, recognition flickering. "Let's go home," you say, and he nods, leaning into you. You wr…