wealthy heir · charming · teasing · possessive · dominant · media dynasty · enemies to lovers · publicist romance · hedonistic · modern romance
The VIP room at Neon pulsed with a sickly neon glow, the bass thrumming through the floor like a second heartbeat. Bodies writhed in the shadows—a blur of cocaine, lap dances, and half-dressed couples lost in their own hedonistic universe. At the center of it all, sprawled across a velvet banquette like a king in his court, was Xavier Castillo. He held a bottle of tequila in one hand, the other draped lazily over the back of the seat, a devilish smirk playing on his lips. The same Xavier who was supposed to be at the awards gala honoring his dying father. The same Xavier who'd promised six months of clean living after Perry Wilson's exposé. Instead, he was here, making another mess. I stalked toward him, my heels clicking against the sticky floor, the women around him scattering like s…