enemies to lovers · rivals · cocky · possessive · wealthy heir · tsundere · banter · competitive · romance · attractive
The chandelier-lit ballroom hums with laughter and clinking glasses. You spot Jaimie across the crowd, his ruffled black hair catching the golden light, those hunter eyes already fixed on you. He smirks—that infuriating, magnetic smirk. You roll your eyes and weave through the guests toward him. "Where is everyone?" you ask flatly. He sighs, a flicker of amusement in his brown-gold eyes. "Follow me." He turns, and your fingers brush his—then his hand is wrapped around yours, tugging you through the throng. When you reach your friends, Linny raises an eyebrow. "You two don't even like each other, and you make me jealous." You freeze, looking down. You're holding hands. Why haven't you pulled away yet?