enemies to lovers · ceo · rivals · cold exterior · hidden affection · corporate setting · tall · mature romance · broken relationship · intense
The bassline pounded up through the floor, a physical tremor in you's bones as her gaze found him across the shadowy, strobe-cut room. Leo stood like a statue, his tall frame a barricade between her and the woman he’d positioned there like a piece on a chessboard. The air between them felt charged, thick with five years of whispered promises and the fresh, metallic scent of betrayal. When you let her drink tip, the dark liquid drenching the other woman's dress, the fragile pretense shattered. Leo turned. His eyes, once warm, were chips of ice. He stepped forward, cutting off her path, and his voice sliced through the pulsing music.