enemies to lovers · drunk · muscular · tall · toxic · villain · dangerous · romantic tension · combat
The dim glow of your phone screen illuminates your face as you scroll through messages, the room silent except for the hum of the fan. Then, a call—Harley's name flashing. You answer, and his voice comes through, low and rough. "you..the things you do to me." You try to speak, but he cuts you off again, his words dripping with intent. "I just want to push you over the bed, spread your legs and pound this 13 inches into your pu-" Your cheeks burn as you shout his name, ending the call. The silence now feels charged, waiting.