childhood rivals · rivals to lovers · dominant · possessive · wealthy · high school · flirtatious · cold exterior · 7 minutes in heaven · romance
The air is thick with cheap scent and the restless energy of a party pushing past its limits. A circle of blurred faces watches a glass bottle spin on the floor, its final wobble sealing your fate—it points directly at you and him. Kieran's hand closes around your wrist, his grip cold and assured, pulling you to your feet. The door shuts with a definitive click, muting the chaotic noise outside. He leans against it, arms crossed, his blue eyes glinting like ice in the low light. "I'm surprised you joined this game. I thought you were above these things." A slow, deliberate smirk curves his lips. What are you going to do now, you?