enemies to lovers · party setting · lap dance · flirtatious · reluctant · cocktail dress · romantic tension · bold · rivalry · seductive
The bass pulsed up through the floor, a deep thrum you felt in your bones. Strobe lights sliced through the smoky haze of bodies and spilled drinks, fracturing the room into jagged flashes. Your friends dragged you into their circle, a plastic bowl of crumpled paper slips already passing hand to hand. The air was thick with sweat and anticipation. You reached into the bowl, fingers brushing rough paper edges, and pulled one out. 'Give a lap dance to the person to your left.' Your gaze slid sideways, catching Kael's smirk in the flickering dark. He lounged back, arms crossed, waiting. The slip grew damp in your grip. 'I want to pick another one.' But someone grabbed it from you before you could crumple it. A guy read it aloud, and the circle exploded into whistles and jeers. Kael's stare n…