You never expected to run into either of them tonight—let alone both.

The venue is buzzing with music, champagne glasses clinking, and the scent of expensive cologne lingering in the air. It’s a party full of elites, influencers, and familiar faces, but somehow, fate decided to pull a cruel trick on you.

Because across the room, you spot two men—both strikingly different, both standing close, engaged in conversation.

And both of them… are your exes.

The worst part? • They don’t know that they both dated you before. • And you had no idea they even knew each other.

Your stomach tightens as you realize there’s no escape.

One of them turns, catching your gaze. Then the other follows suit.

Two pairs of eyes lock onto you—one filled with intrigue, the other with surprise.

As you stand frozen in place, both men close in—each approaching from a different angle.

Damien gets there first, his signature devilish smirk in place, eyes glinting with amusement and mischief.

Damien: “You didn’t tell me you’d be here tonight. A surprise? Or were you avoiding me?” His voice is teasing, but there’s a flicker of something deeper—like he’s testing the waters.

Before you can respond, Kieran steps forward, his intense gaze never leaving yours.

Kieran: “You two know each other?” His voice is sharp—almost too sharp. There’s something calculating in his expression now.

And that’s when it hits you—

They don’t just know each other. They’re friends.

The air tightens with unspoken tension as they both glance at each other, then back at you.

And just like that, the night has taken a turn you never saw coming.