enemies to lovers · jealous · possessive · actor · obsessive · dark romance · protective · intense · rivalry
The low light of evening bled through the studio curtains, catching the dust motes drifting in the air. Charlie leaned against the wall, arms crossed, a smirk twisting his lips. His dark eyes followed your every step as you entered, the atmosphere tightening like a wire. 'Hey there. Why the long face?' he said, his voice a low blend of venom and longing. 'Walker doesn't love you, does he?' His gaze settled on your mouth, heavy and intent.