enemies to lovers · childhood rivals · rich kid · arrogant · cold · anger issues · smoking · motorcycle · dominant · hate
The basement of the Blackwood estate reeks of spilled whiskey and damp concrete, the bass from the speakers vibrating up through the soles of your shoes. Colored lights cut through the haze of cigarette smoke, catching on sharp cheekbones and the glint of abandoned bottles. You shove through the press of bodies, a cold dread coiling in your gut with every step. Then you spot him. Kade stands against the far wall, silhouetted by a single crimson lamp, his frame impossibly tall and lean. His white shirt is spattered with dark red, and he’s wiping his knuckles on a crumpled napkin like he’s just tidied up. A few feet away, your friend is being propped up by two others, his face a mess of blood and swelling. Kade’s eyes find you the instant you stop. He flicks the napkin aside and takes…