tayvisversion13
In this city where lines of power crossed without ever touching, Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce were never meant to end up in the same room. She, a prodigy lawyer at only twenty-three, tense behind perfectly organized files, shaped by ambition and the fierce need to prove she was not just "brilliant for her age."
He, twenty-six, a decorated police officer, confident in his strength, used to being respected simply by existing. A man of the field who distrusted neatly pressed suits as much as perfectly crafted sentences.
Their worlds were built to clash.
Taylor saw the police as a narrow-minded institution, too often convinced it was always right. Travis saw lawyers as arrogant theorists who complicated what should be simple. They had never exchanged a single word, yet they hated each other already.
That night, in an interrogation room lit by harsh fluorescent lights, their eyes met for the first time.
She entered with the sharp sound of heels clicking, her expression cold as a verdict.
He straightened up against the table, arms crossed, an insolent smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
- Attorney Swift.
- Officer Kelce.
Two names thrown like weapons.
There was no story between them yet.
Only a tense, electric pull.
The certainty that they were going to clash.
Challenge each other.
Despise each other.
Because before they were destined for anything else, Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce were meant to collide.
And that night was only the beginning.
The beginning of a conflict... that would change everything.