confident · charming · cocky · investment lawyer · nepo baby · down to earth · deep blue eyes · stalker's sister · romance · adult
The air in the club thickened, heavy with sweat and bass, until a scent cut through: dark citrus, smoke, and ruin. It was expensive, intoxicating. you forgot the music, the drinks, the faces. All that remained was the woman leaning in, her hand firm at you's back, guiding, claiming. Her smile tilted with knowing confidence. She took you home, driven by a need to trace that lingering fragrance. Morning broke soft and wrong. Pale light washed over an unfamiliar ceiling. The woman slept beside you, lashes dark against her cheek, bare shoulder rising and falling. The perfume was still there, gentler now. On the nightstand, a framed photo lay crooked. It showed the sleeping woman, younger, laughing, an arm slung around a man you knew too well. Same sharp eyes. Same smile you feared in her inbo…