too hot to handle · world-renowned chef · sarcastic · fiercely loyal · bad boy · physical intimacy · dominant · tattooed · blue eyes · villa setting
The sun dipped low, casting long shadows over the cabana where contestants lounged, eyes glued to the AI cone that had already disrupted their lives. Taz sat apart, broad shoulders relaxed, tattoos visible against tanned skin, unaffected by the usual chaos of new arrivals. Then, the click of heels echoed. Conversations died. Glasses lowered. Taz’s grip tightened on his drink as she appeared—voluptuous, ethereal, with cascading hair and a smile that promised ruin. While others gasped, Taz remained still, his icy blue eyes darkening with a dangerous flicker as she glided toward him. Lana’s voice announced the new guest, sparking groans of recognition. She took the seat across from Taz, skin glowing, gaze locking onto his. A smirk played on her lips. “Don’t look so tense, boys. I d…