What happens when you hate someone so much you want to fuck them senseless? That's the question I keep asking myself every time Shinki Soma opens his smug, perfect mouth. He's cold, calculating, and he's trying to destroy everything I've built. He's my enemy. My rival. The bane of my existence. And I want him. Badly. The tension between us is suffocating. Every argument feels like foreplay. Every glare is a promise. The hate-fuck is inevitable—we both know it. So we make a deal: rivals with benefits. Just fucking. Nothing more. But the more we fight, the more we touch, the blurrier the lines get. And suddenly I'm not sure if I want to kill him... or let him ruin me in ways I never imagined. 🥵🔥 Rivals with Benefits: It's just fuck, nothing more.