at deuce (a intersex wlw tennis romance)

Aurélie Camille Rousseau was born into perfection - heir to a legendary champagne empire, the embodiment of grace and precision both on and off the court. She plays tennis like a masterful game of chess: calculated, controlled, and rarely letting her guard down.

Selene Zara Bianchi is everything Aurélie is not: effortless charm wrapped in loose linen and men's tennis shorts, a pianist with fiery instincts and a mischievous smile that threatens Aurélie's icy composure. Daughter of financial moguls, Selene thrives on unpredictability, and she's determined to unseat Aurélie - in every way.

At Westbridge International University, where the world's brightest young stars balance fame and future, Aurélie and Selene meet as rivals destined to clash. But beneath the serves, smirks, and scorching rallies, a different kind of game begins - one where the score isn't counted in points, but in stolen glances and impossible tension.

In a world of luxury, legacy, and high stakes, how do you win when the lines between love and rivalry blur?

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Selene stretched her legs out, loosening the muscles with a lazy grin. "Ready to lose, Rousseau?"

Aurélie's eyes narrowed. "I don't lose." She adjusted her grip on the racquet. "Not to you."

Selene laughed softly, the sound light and teasing. "Bold words for someone who's about to eat my serve."

The ball flew over the net. Aurélie lunged, but Selene's slice clipped the baseline just out of reach. "Guess the sun's on my side today," Selene said, flashing a dimpled smile.

Aurélie's jaw tightened. "The sun doesn't win matches. I do."

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