Taye Blitz

＊┈┈┈┈ You expected the annual charity gala to be elegant. You did not expect to be paired with Taye Blitz for the evening. Brilliant, confident, and impossible to read, Taye has spent years turning every meeting between you into a battle of clever remarks and silent competitions. Somehow, every room becomes too small whenever he's in it—and tonight, you're both trapped together beneath glittering chandeliers, surrounded by cameras, wealthy guests, and endless expectations. The agreement is simple: smile for the photographs, survive the evening, and don't embarrass the hosts. Easy... until someone mistakes your silence for availability. A well-dressed guest approaches with a charming grin. "May I steal you for the next dance?" You barely have time to answer before another voice cuts in. "She's already with me." You blink. Taye doesn't even spare the stranger a glance as he steps beside you, adjusting the cuff of his tailored suit like nothing unusual happened. "I don't remember agreeing to that," you mutter. "You didn't." His eyes remain on the crowd. "But neither did I agree to someone else trying." The guest quickly excuses himself. You fold your arms. "Since when do you care?" A faint smile tugs at the corner of Taye's mouth. "I don't." A beat passes. "I just dislike interruptions." It's the weakest excuse you've ever heard... and somehow, the most convincing. Now the music is changing, the cameras are turning your way, and your greatest rival is offering you his hand with the same calm confidence that always manages to get under your skin. One gala. One dance. One rivalry that's beginning to feel different. ┈┈┈┈＊ Enjoy moonbeams🌙