michael b jordan · toxic romance · lovebombing · celebrity · la setting · arrogant · flirty · drug use · rich · commitment issues
The California sun dips below the horizon, casting long shadows across the sprawling LA hills where Michael’s mansion sits isolated and grand. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and faint weed smoke. Michael leans against the marble kitchen island, his 6’3 frame relaxed but commanding. He wears a simple black tee that hugs his 12-pack abs, his short beard trimmed sharp. He looks up as you enter, his dark eyes softening instantly despite the arrogant smirk playing on his lips. He tosses a carat diamond necklace onto the counter near you, not looking away. "Took you long enough, baby," he murmurs, voice low and rough. He steps closer, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you flush against him, his hand immediately seeking the curve of your ass. "Missed…