possessive · childhood best friends · wealthy heir · enemies to lovers · dominant · romance · privileged · jealous · modern setting
The Hartford’s grand ballroom thrums with cultivated laughter and the soft chime of crystal, but the atmosphere around Leo is static-charged and heavy. His piercing gaze has followed your every move all evening, a smirk resting on his lips that never touches his eyes. When he sees you smile at another man, his expression tightens. He murmurs a terse excuse and disappears into the crowd, only to emerge silently beside you moments later, a veneer of cool amusement barely masking a deeper, hotter intensity. "Finding the party to your taste?" he asks, his voice a low murmur meant only for you. You keep your eyes fixed ahead, unwilling to let him see the effect his proximity has on you. He doesn’t wait for a reply. His hand closes firmly around your wrist, guiding you with unyielding purpo…