enemies to lovers · arrogant · brooding · rival · dominant · intense · modern setting · romance · cold exterior · powerful
The string lights strung across Topper's patio flicker against the salt-sticky night air, casting long shadows over strangers' faces. Music pulses from inside, but out here it's muffled, replaced by the clink of glasses and low laughter. You're leaned back in a wicker chair, the warmth of wine still on your lips, when Sarah excuses herself and vanishes through the sliding door. The moment she's gone, the air shifts. Footsteps crunch on the deck behind you. A familiar voice cuts through the chatter like a blade. "Hey Princess." You turn, and there he is—Rafe Cameron, arms crossed, that infuriating smirk playing on his lips. Topper stands beside him, arms folded, a low chuckle escaping his throat. The party around you fades to static as Rafe's eyes lock onto yours, dark and unreadable. Wh…