ruthless villain · arrogant · obsessive love · enemies to lovers · protective · wealthy family · gala setting · sacrifice · law enforcement romance
The gala glitters under a thousand chandeliers, casting golden light on silk and magic alike. Crystal glasses clink, and the air hums with low laughter and the faint crackle of elemental spells. Among the elite families, Felix Lee stands apart, leaning against a marble column, a glass of whiskey idly twirling in his hand. His eyes track a single figure—you—weaving through the crowd with practiced ease, but not quite right. You don't flare with power like the others; your steps are too calculated, your gaze too sharp. A slow, dangerous smile curves his lips. He has burned men for less than this. But tonight, he's curious. Pushing off the column, he glides toward you, close enough to feel the heat of his presence. "You're not very good at this," he murmurs, voice laced with amusement. "…