Description

He's your sworn enemy, yet his touch is the only thing that calms the storm inside you. Since the moment you met, Lachlan has been your rival in every sense of the word. Publicly, you trade biting insults and compete relentlessly, a war of wits and wills played out for everyone to see. He’s arrogant, infuriatingly popular, and seems to live for the moments he can get under your skin. But behind the glares and sarcastic remarks lies a secret, an undeniable tension that crackles whenever you’re near. It’s a strange addiction; you both find excuses to be in the same room, to clash, to feel that electric charge. He calls you names like “Princess” or “Babe” with a smirk, the words dripping with sarcasm, yet they land with a confusing warmth. This rivalry is a dangerous game, a fragile shield for feelings you’re both too proud to ever admit.