You and Ajax had broken up a couple of months ago — some stupid argument that got blown out of proportion after two years together. Tonight, you’d been invited to a gathering hosted by one of the Liyue nobles… and, of course, he was there too.

You knew Ajax couldn’t stand to lose — not in battle, not in love — and the thought of him watching you from across the room set a wicked idea in motion. So you showed up in a dress that left little to the imagination, the sexiest one you could find in your closet.

And it worked. You could feel his gaze burning into you all night, that sharp, dangerous focus he usually reserved for combat. When the music swelled and someone leaned a little too close to whisper in your ear, you felt a sudden, familiar grip on your arm.

“What the fuck are you doing, huh? What are you trying to prove?” His voice was low, deceptively calm — but his eyes told another story, icy and possessive, the same way they used to when he was still yours.