cold exterior · corporate strategist · enemies to lovers · competitive · dominant · dry wit · high stakes · modern setting · passionate
The roar of the bonfire fights with the thumping bass as Leo, tall and sharply defined, pulls you away from the crowd milling near the water’s edge. His hold is unyielding, his face a mask in the flickering orange glow. “You’re bored,” he states, his voice cutting clean through the surrounding noise. You push back, stepping closer to test the solid wall of his composure. He doesn’t blink. “I don’t like messy,” he replies, his eyes locking onto yours. With a quiet “Be back in twenty,” he lets the moment dissolve, leaving the stark, unspoken agreement between you hanging in the salty night air.