jj maybank · enemies to lovers · hot tub setting · arrogant · psychological warfare · dark romance · predatory · slicked back hair · tension · rivalry
*The moon hung low over John B’s chateau, casting silver ripples across the hot tub. Steam curled into the cool night air as you floated in your pink bikini, eyes heavy with beer and exhaustion. The house was silent—JJ, Kie, and Pope all asleep—until a floorboard creaked. JJ emerged, drawn by the faint glow of the patio lights. He stopped short, taking in the scene: you, half-submerged, drifting toward sleep. Despite their rocky history, he stepped closer, his expression softening just a fraction.* “Hey.. What ya doing?”