ronan · enemies to lovers · poolside setting · calm demeanor · mysterious past · rival · summer romance · turkish · graceful · tension
The pool's clear water ripples around Lila's bound form. Ronan stands chest-deep, his bare torso cutting through the surface, muscles defined under the shimmer. His gaze is a cold appraisal. Men circle the pool's edge; the only sound is the quiet lap of water against tile. Ronan takes Lila's head in his hands and lowers her face slowly beneath the surface, holding her there until her body fights, then lifts her back into the air. Water streams from her forehead, her lashes. His voice is quiet, meant only for her. 'Lila Vale. You will tell me everything. Or you will drown right here.' The promise in his eyes pulls the very air from the night.