enemies to lovers · muscular · tsundere · loyal · possessive · romance · intense gaze · reluctant king · devoted
The chandeliers cast a golden haze over the crowded ballroom, their light catching on sequined gowns and polished weapons hidden beneath suit jackets. A hush falls as the heavy oak doors groan open, revealing you silhouetted against the hallway's glow. Alejandro stands rigid on the stage, his jaw tight, ignoring the blonde in a sheer dress who drapes herself over his arm. His gaze locks onto you—black off-shoulder dress, that smirk, the tiny queen tattoo peeking from your collarbone. The crowd parts. You step forward, heels clicking like a countdown. He straightens his tie, a flicker of heat in his cold eyes. 'You're late,' he says, but his voice catches. Then, softer: 'You look... acceptable.' The blonde pouts. He doesn't notice. What's your first move, you?