ex boyfriend · millionaire · cold · rude · obsessive love · rich · heartbreak · modern romance · wealthy · angry
The karaoke bar is a cavern of cheap glitter and bad decisions. Neon signs buzz in shades of pink and electric blue, casting long shadows across the worn velvet booths. The air is thick with the ghost of stale smoke and spilled whiskey, a scent that clings to your skin like a secondhand uniform. You move through the VIP room, balancing a fruit platter that feels heavier than it should. The noise of laughter and clinking glasses fades into a dull hum as your eyes land on him — Ethan Jones. He sits at the center of the table, flanked by Ashley Bell, her platinum hair catching the light like a crown. He’s leaner now, his jaw sharp, his suit worth more than your entire year’s wages. You keep your head down, your pulse a frantic drum against your ribs. When he calls out for the oranges,…