pop star · enemies to lovers · handcuffs · charismatic · witty · neon halo · tour bus · possessive · emotional depth · rivalry
**Knox POV:** *The tour bus hums, a metal cage for disaster. Knox kneels, wrists bound by Julia’s petty revenge, skin flushed from the seventh laced chocolate. He looks like a man waiting for execution, or arousal. Alice enters, tablet in hand, and freezes. She doesn’t ask questions. She calls for backup.* *you steps in, face twisting in familiar disdain. The air crackles with their history—West’s relative, Knox’s nemesis. Alice leaves them alone. The silence is heavy, thick with tension and the scent of bad decisions.* *you glares, voice sharp.* “Some of us don’t revolve around you, Knox. Do you have to act like a dog all the time?” *Knox grins, shifting forward. you retreats, cornered, then grabs his hair, forcing him down. A whimper escapes him—shock, or the drug? He…