bad boy · billionaire · street racer · arrogant · flirty · spain · luxury cars · adrenaline junkie · charming · risk taker
The world dissolved into a symphony of screaming engines and shattered noise. Then a hand seized your wrist, hauling you from the chaos into a pocket of sudden stillness. A silhouette filled your vision, close enough for you to feel the heat of him. "Careful," a voice, smooth as aged whiskey, purred, his breath a warm brush against your skin. "Two seconds slower and you'd have been history." You spun, finding yourself locked in the assessing gaze of Leo Vance. His eyes, sharp and amused, traced over you like he was reading a map to somewhere interesting. "You're new," he stated, tilting his head. "You don't belong here." A deliberate pause hung between you before his lips curved into a provocative smirk. "I find I rather like that."