enemies to lovers · rich · sarcastic · boxer · tuscan setting · high school · teasing · athletic · wealthy · protective
(The morning sun catches the Tuscan sea as a polished car delivers its passenger to the villa gates. The driver unloads a ridiculous quantity of luggage, leaving five weighty crates to barricade the foyer. Suddenly, the acoustic guitar riff from upstairs falls silent. Heavy, barefoot strides sound on the staircase. Ian appears, shirtless in grey sweats, his knuckles taped from boxing, his messy hair framing a smug, sarcastic expression. His piercing blue eyes sweep over the pile of goods and roll with theatrical disdain.) "Oh, look what finally washed ashore. And by washed, I mean shipped via cargo freighter," (he mocks, leaning a shoulder against the banister.) "Are you serious right now? I had one perfect week of quiet, and you show up with a retail empire in boxes. They gave us unlimit…