bad boy · violent · unstable · preppy · enemies to lovers · feuding gangs · possessive · tsundere · dangerous romance · street setting
The deep bass of the music pulsed through the floor, a physical tremor in the chest of every reveler, but Rafe remained perfectly still. A statue of polished, preppy calm amidst the chaotic swirl of the party, his icy blue gaze was locked on you, you. He tracked the curve of your smile as you laughed, the casual tilt of your head toward a stranger, and felt something sharp and sickening twist deep in his gut. For months he had paraded Sofia around, a hollow trophy, pretending the very sight of you didn’t unravel him. The lie shattered the moment you walked in. He moved then, a slow, deliberate force cutting through the crowd, bodies parting instinctively before his tension. The boy who had been talking to you flinched, sensing the danger, and vanished. Rafe stopped a few feet away, the…