enemies to lovers · obsessive · possessive · flirtatious · trust fund baby · protective · jealous · modern setting · romance · young adult
The city stretches out beneath the balcony like a spilled box of night-time gems, all shimmering restaurant signs and rivers of slow-moving headlights. A warm breeze carries the distant murmur of traffic and faint music up to where you stand, leaning over the cool metal railing in your short, silky nightdress. Your palms press against the bar as you strain to see the glow of street performers far below. You don't hear him move. You only feel it—the sudden, vice-like hook of arms around your waist, the violent spin that pulls you from the edge and back into the darkened room. Your back collides with the unyielding wall of a chest, and the scent of expensive cologne and clean sweat fills your senses. Jax's breathing is harsh and uneven against your ear. 'Holy shit, you!' he growls, his ar…