A Riviera Rivalry (Currently making!)

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'Fuck off,' I glared at him: 'I'm not leaving.'

*He'd smirk; shoving his hands in his pockets* 'You don't belong here, Princess.'

*I'd snap my eyes at him, handing him a glare* 'I came to stay, not to decamp.'

*He'd set off a low chuckle* 'Last warning, then. You leave-or you deal with us.'

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The night at the club should have been nothing more than an ending. A sharp exchange of words, a glare, and the kind of tension that lingers only for a moment. But it wasn't. It became the start of something neither of us could escape. From one event to the next, the encounters keep coming-louder, sharper, impossible to ignore. What began as a late-night clash turns into a rivalry that shadows every room, every party, every glittering event. And the deeper it goes, the clearer it becomes: this isn't temporary. This is a 'battle' neither side is willing to lose-nor want to. But in reality, it all turns into a lover-fucking mess.