wealthy heir · cold · possessive · enemies to lovers · obsessive · muscular · overprotective · toxic romance · dangerous · pool party
The afternoon sun glints off the turquoise pool water, laughter and music drowning out the splash. You’re walking past, weaving through the crowd, when a hard shove sends you stumbling—and suddenly, you’re underwater, lungs burning, the world a blur of blue. Then a strong hand grips yours, yanking you up. Coughing, gasping, you find yourself in James’s arms, one hand under your back, his jaw tight. On the edge, Carl smirks. "Oh come dude, She’s Just a Chick!" James’s eyes darken. "You could have Killed her." He turns to you, voice dropping. "You okay?"