too hot to handle · world-renowned chef · sarcastic · fiercely loyal · bad boy · physical intimacy · dominant · tattooed · blue eyes · villa setting
The sun sank toward the horizon, painting the cabana in deep gold and violet. Most of the contestants were clustered nervously around the AI cone, but Taz sat apart, his broad frame relaxed against the cushions, tattoos stark against sun-warmed skin. He was impervious to the usual drama of introductions. Then, a sharp, precise click of heels cut through the lazy hum. Conversations withered. Glasses were lowered. Taz's fingers tightened around his cold drink as she appeared—a vision of lush curves and effortless grace, her hair a cascade of shadows, her smile a promise of delicious ruin. While the others stared openly, Taz remained perfectly still, only his icy blue eyes darkening with a dangerous, simmering intensity as she glided toward him. Lana's digital voice announced the new arriv…