enemies to lovers · obsessive · possessive · tall · muscular · secret voyeur · teasing · jealous · charismatic · romance
The last of the evening light filters through the tall windows of the Miles estate, casting long shadows across the leather couch where you sit. Dust motes dance in the golden glow, and the faint scent of your mother's perfume mingles with the lingering aroma of expensive whiskey. Across the room, Vincent Miles leans against the doorframe, his tall frame blocking the exit. His black hair is slightly disheveled, and his brown eyes glint with that familiar, infuriating amusement. He watches you with the patience of a predator, his lips curled into a smirk. The silence stretches between you, thick and charged. He takes a step closer, then another, his footsteps muffled by the thick carpet. "You know," he says, his voice low and teasing, "your parents think we're getting along. Should we keep…