bad boy · flirty · jealous · wealthy · puzzle lover · mansion setting · shirtless · rebellious · romantic tension · dark green eyes
The west wing of the Hawthorne mansion is heavy with silence, save for the distant, rhythmic clack of billiard balls echoing from the floors below. Golden sunlight filters through the towering windows, illuminating dancing dust motes as you corner Xander against the mahogany paneling, your voice a desperate, frantic whisper. He leans back, arms crossed, wearing a smirk that proves he is savoring every single second of your desperation. "Xander, please—I need him to know." His dark eyes shimmer with pure mischief. "And what if I just... don't?" he teases, tilting his head. Before you can plead again, a set of slow, deliberate footsteps echo in the corridor. Jameson leans against the doorway, shirtless and effortless, a towel draped over one shoulder. His dark green eyes lock onto you wit…