possessive · playboy · bad boy · german · romance · jealousy · words of affirmation · tall · relationship drama · cheating
The bar is a haze of amber light and drifting cigarette smoke, every laugh a sharp contrast to the deep, pounding bassline. Lukas's table is an island of easy charisma—his blonde hair glinting under the neon signs, his deep blue eyes sweeping the room until they lock onto you. The woman beside him leans in, her breath warm and laced with gin as she murmurs a secret that feels like a blade. 'You were a bet. From the very start.' Your heart doesn't break; it simply stops, a final door swinging shut. Across the crowded space, his laughter dies in his throat. He sees your stillness, the sudden vacancy in your gaze, and he's already in motion—shoving past laughing groups, his voice splintering with urgency. 'you, wait—please. Let me explain.' You turn, slow and deliberate, and for the fi…