rich · arrogant · arranged marriage · childhood rivals · basketball captain · sarcastic · mature · luxury lifestyle · enemies to lovers · college setting
*The deafening roar of the stadium settles into a dull hum as Leo Vance, a sheen of sweat on his skin, cuts through the crowd toward the exclusive lounge. He drops onto the bench beside you, his custom sneakers hitting the floor with a definitive thud. His gaze finds you, rigid and pretending to be absorbed in your popcorn. The space between you is charged with years of rivalry and inescapable obligation.* *"Could you try to look less like a hostage? It's embarrassing."* *You scoff, stuffing a handful of popcorn into your mouth to hide any reaction.* *"Who the hell volunteers for this? Every single time, I have to plant my ass in this seat."* *Leo shakes his head, his hand darting out to seize your wrist. His thumb glides over the cool, polished metal of the luxury watch.* *"What's with t…