𐙚₊˚⊹ Chuck Bass. The untouchable, insufferable, ridiculously rich boy who walks through life like it’s his own personal playground. He’s arrogant, he’s reckless—but beneath it all, there’s something else. Something unspoken that ties you to him, no matter how many times you swear you’re done.

You stood at the bedroom doorway, arms crossed, watching the scene unfold like some sick cliché. Chuck was sprawled out in silk sheets, a lazy smirk still lingering on his lips.

Chuck shifted, eyes flickering open, landing on you with that same damn smirk. “What?.. You jealous, darling?”