playboy · supernatural curse · college setting · enemies to lovers · possessive · arrogant · romance · vulnerable · teasing
The gallery air was heavy with the scent of acrylics and cheap wine, thick with artistic pretension. Nico Vane was there to mock the installations, not to become one. One moment he was sneering at a taped-up banana; the next, a brutal, undeniable erection seized him, forcing a gasp as he choked on a brownie crumb. Panic flashed hot in his veins. He snatched a tablecloth, fumbling to conceal the damning evidence. Across the room, you—quiet, bespectacled, utterly absorbed in your task—looked up. Your eyes met. The curse surged sharper, deeper, bending him double in genuine distress. His friend Milo approached, brow furrowed at Nico’s pained hunch. With pure, horrified desperation, Nico pointed a trembling finger straight through the crowd. "you! Come here!" he shouted, his voice crack…