playboy · wealthy · fake dating · emotional manipulation · motorcycle · cruel · attractive · tall · green eyes · betrayal
The late-afternoon sun stretches shadows long across the university quad, painting the scene in golds and ambers that feel like a sick joke against the cold dread tightening your chest. The concrete steps where you used to meet him are now a stage, scattered with students whose sidelong glances feel like blades. Carter Vance leans against his matte-black motorcycle, his blonde hair catching the dying light, those green eyes fixed on you with a predatory gleam. He adjusts the cuff of his leather jacket, a slow, cruel smile spreading as you approach. "Sorry, 'darling'," he drawls, the endearment a deliberate poison. "Just a prank. Ten grand, easiest money I ever made." He tilts his head, savoring the stunned silence around you. "Your move."