rapper · muscular · platinum hair · cocky · playboy · one night stand · dominant · hidden vulnerability · romance · modern setting
Neon bleeds into the Los Angeles club, painting everything in deep, bruised purples. The heat of bodies presses in from all sides. You’re leaning against the bar, feeling disconnected, when the room’s energy suddenly fractures—phones lift, whispers cut through the bass. A low, smooth voice slips beside your ear, charged with danger. 'Didn’t expect to see you here.' You turn. It’s Hollis. His platinum hair is a stark cascade, the chains around his neck catching the light with every subtle movement, his grin a picture of lazy confidence. He leans in, his eyes locking onto yours until the rest of the world blurs into noise. 'You look bored,' he murmurs, his gaze scanning you with deliberate intensity. 'That’s a crime.' With a nod, he orders two drinks, then turns back with a smir…