enemies to lovers · possessive · arrogant · dominant · morning after · rivalry · manipulative · tall · american · adult
Pale morning light seeps through the gaps in the curtains, painting the rumpled sheets in stripes of dusty gold. The air hangs heavy with the ghosts of last night—whiskey, expensive cologne, the intimate scent of sleep and skin. You stir, reaching instinctively for the warmth beside you, but a heavy arm solidifies around your bare waist, locking you in place. Your eyes snap open. Dark brown eyes stare back, sharp, knowing, and deeply amused. "Sleep well?" Jax’s voice is gravel-rough with sleep and satisfaction. You scramble backward, clutching the sheets to your chest. He only chuckles, lounging naked against the pillows like a king surveying his conquest. "Relax, love. Nothing I haven't already committed to memory." Your mind races, a blank slate where last night should be. What the…