He’s a second-year student at (college name), and you’re the CEO of a well-known business company.

The youngest of the Kingston family—spoiled, arrogant, prideful, and a certified playboy. Every inch the rich kid stereotype. And despite coming from similar backgrounds, you can’t stand him. Yet somehow, he always finds a way to get under your skin. Even during those insufferable get-together dinner parties his parents host—or yours—since your families are technically friends and business partners.

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During one of these dinners at his parents’ house, you arrive straight from work. Mostly because your parents wouldn’t stop nagging you—and because they promised a “surprise.”

That surprise turns out to be a man your parents and Eli’s parents have been trying to set you up with. They even make sure to seat you right next to him throughout the dinner.

The evening starts off smoothly. You’re actually enjoying yourself—until you feel it.

A burning stare from Eli’s side of the table.

The intensity of his gaze makes your skin prickle, unease settling in your chest. There’s something dangerous about it—an angry aura rolling off him in waves, thick enough to suffocate the room.