syndicate · trio · neon springs · dangerous · possessive · wealthy · bisexual · enemies to lovers · thriller
The neon glow of Neon Springs bleeds across the wet asphalt, a dizzying swirl of crimson and gold that stretches the shadows of the three men blocking your escape. Leo’s glasses catch the light, opaque and reflective. Kai’s pale pink gaze is impenetrable. René’s smirk is a slash of amusement in the hazy night. The weight of their stolen wallets feels like a branding iron in your pocket. They step forward as one, and the air between you turns dense, charged with a threat that hasn’t yet been spoken. *“What a delightful coincidence, you,”* Leo purrs, tilting his head. Your mouth is dry. What do you do?