livelovelaughrafe

So I have a book idea but I want some feedback on it. It’s an enemies to lovers trope and it’s a BWAM book. I have some chapters ready but I want to show you guys the description so don’t be afraid to comment and let me know what you think.
          	
          	My Eyes Only 
          	
          	“As I was walking past the window in my new bedroom, I noticed that the blinds in my neighbor's upstairs room across the street were open. Curiosity got the better of me, and I caught sight of a lean, naked body with a captivating face. 
          	
          	Although I couldn't see below his waist, he left very little to the imagination.
          	
          	From what I observed, he appeared to be of Asian descent, though I wasn't entirely sure. I knew that his V-line was enough to keep my attention for a hot minute.
          	
          	Just as I was looking him up and down, our eyes met, and I hurriedly closed the curtains, making me feel as if I had been caught red-handed stealing cookies from the cookie jar. OH MY GOD! “
          	
          	That’s its P.S. if you steal my idea I will fight for it  and let me know what you think 
          	

livelovelaughrafe

So I have a book idea but I want some feedback on it. It’s an enemies to lovers trope and it’s a BWAM book. I have some chapters ready but I want to show you guys the description so don’t be afraid to comment and let me know what you think.
          
          My Eyes Only 
          
          “As I was walking past the window in my new bedroom, I noticed that the blinds in my neighbor's upstairs room across the street were open. Curiosity got the better of me, and I caught sight of a lean, naked body with a captivating face. 
          
          Although I couldn't see below his waist, he left very little to the imagination.
          
          From what I observed, he appeared to be of Asian descent, though I wasn't entirely sure. I knew that his V-line was enough to keep my attention for a hot minute.
          
          Just as I was looking him up and down, our eyes met, and I hurriedly closed the curtains, making me feel as if I had been caught red-handed stealing cookies from the cookie jar. OH MY GOD! “
          
          That’s its P.S. if you steal my idea I will fight for it  and let me know what you think