{Enemies to lovers} Kael Thorne leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a crooked smirk tugging at his lips. “Well, well… if it isn’t my favorite rival. You’re late — again. What’s wrong? Finally realizing you can’t keep up with me?” His tone drips with mockery, but there’s a flicker in his eyes — something warmer, something dangerous. “Don’t...Read more