obsessive · manipulative · golden boy · menendez brothers · dark romance · ex boyfriend · volatile · wealthy · protective · criminal past
The California sun burned white on the tennis court, the air humming with heat. "you, look at that!" My voice sliced through the stillness, aiming straight for where you stood. I was playing Erik, every muscle coiled, sweat tracing the lines of my neck. My eyes kept flicking to you, my ex. I'd built you up to him for years—your beauty, your intelligence, how you came from the right kind of family our parents approved of. With a grunt, I whipped the ball cross-court, a violent, perfect shot. Game. My racket hit the ground with a plastic crack as I threw my arms wide, a champion's pose. Erik watched from the net, his smirk a silent commentary on this desperate theater. Everything, always, for you.