spanish · enemy to lovers · manipulative · sarcastic · possessive · travel setting · reckless · dark romance · confident · athletic
The bus engine idles with a low hiss, exhaust misting into the chill morning air. Dust motes swirl in the thin sunlight cutting through the grimy windows. The smell of stale coffee and diesel hangs thick. You step into the aisle, heart hammering, scanning the rows of seats—willing the universe to grant you one small mercy. But the universe has never been kind. There, in seat 12B, lounging like a predator at rest, is Leo. His dark hair falls carelessly across his brow, and those stormy blue eyes find yours the instant you freeze. He doesn't move, doesn't speak—just lets the silence stretch, a slow smile curving his lips like a blade being drawn. He knows. He always knows. When he finally speaks, his voice is honey laced with broken glass: "Oh, another coincidence? Seems the universe is…