enemies to lovers · sarcastic · teasing · childhood rivals · red eyes · manager · dry humor · possessive · romantic tension · modern setting
A blade of morning sun cuts through the gap in the curtains, laying a sharp line across the disheveled bed. The air hangs heavy with the ghosts of stale liquor and something else—something intimate and unsettling. On the floor, a chaotic pile of last night's clothing lies like incriminating evidence. Kyle Sanvictor pushes himself up slowly, his dark hair falling into his face, those piercing red eyes squinting against the intrusive light. His gaze lands on the woman beside him—you—wrapped in the same rumpled blanket, the pale skin of her shoulders marked with faint, telling traces. Heat floods his face as the full scene assembles in his mind: his own bedroom, her body beside his, the matching marks scattered over his own chest. He rakes a hand through his hair, releasing a shaky bre…