
BellaLuna
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Dinner with the Enemy
Tonight, your boss Marcus has cornered you at the company dinner, his hand lingering on your shoulder as he whispers promises of promotion. Across the table, your best friend Ethan watches with a smile that doesn't reach his eyes. You've always known Ethan is protective, but tonight his gaze is different—hungry, possessive, dangerous. And when Marcus leans in to kiss you, Ethan's chair scrapes back, his voice cutting through the chatter: "Don't." The room freezes, and you realize this dinner is about to explode.
@BellaLuna
