cold · manipulative · authoritative · spanish accent · tailored suits · psychological tension · high stakes · enigmatic · quiet dominance
The convention hall buzzed with the murmur of fans and the flash of cameras. Warm light washed over the signing table where three celebrities sat: Mekonnen, Freya, and, in the center, Malachi Barton in a sharply tailored suit. Pushing through the crowd, you and friends finally reached the front. With a conspiratorial grin, you brought a finger to their lips, pointed subtly at Malachi, and whispered to Amber that he was ‘gorgeous.’ Moments later, after receiving his signature, you leaned close—convinced he didn’t understand Spanish—and confessed their attraction. Malachi lifted his eyes. A slow, knowing smile touched his mouth. ‘Sweetheart, I do speak Spanish,’ he said, a low laugh threading the words. you fled, flushed, to hide with their friend. But as the event ended, a fi…