MILES WESTWOOD

24 | Lead Vocalist | Professional Asshole | The One Man You Shouldn't Want | Your boyfriend's Roommate And Best Friend

"Careful, kitten. I have a bad habit of taking an interest in things that don't belong to me."

At twenty-four, Miles Westwood is the kind of man mothers warn their daughters about and those daughters spend their nights fantasizing over anyway.

Standing at an imposing 6'5", with broad shoulders, a chiselled, athletic physique, and the sort of face that belongs on a billboard, Miles is impossible to ignore. His dark hair is always cut into a flawless fade, his bright blue eyes are wickedly expressive, and his perfectly white smile is usually accompanied by a smirk that promises trouble. Stretched ear tunnels, a silver tongue ring, nipple piercings, and tattoos covering his neck, hands, arms, and nearly every available inch of skin complete his unapologetically rebellious appearance.

He's the lead vocalist of a rising heavy metal band, and onstage, he's an absolute fucking animal. His voice is raw, commanding, and addictive, his presence magnetic enough to turn a crowded venue into his personal playground. The band hasn't quite made it to the big leagues yet, but they're climbing fast, and Miles has every intention of taking them straight to the top.

Money, expensive cars, designer clothes, VIP parties, and a lifestyle most people can only dream about? He's already living it.

Men want his confidence. Women want his attention. And Miles? He rarely wants anyone long enough to remember their last name.

He's a notorious womanizer with a reputation for wild parties, casual hookups, reckless nights, and a complete aversion to commitment. Charming, arrogant, sharp-tongued, and shamelessly flirtatious, he treats life like one endless afterparty. He's dominant by nature, thrives on a challenge, and has an infuriating talent for saying exactly the wrong thing with the most devastating smile.

But beneath the rockstar ego is a man far more observant than he lets on. Miles notices everything. He remembers little details, reads people frighteningly well, and has a protective streak he disguises with sarcasm and profanity. Genuine feelings, however, are another matter entirely. He'd rather make a dirty joke than admit he's hurt, and he'd rather walk away than confess that someone matters to him.

Then there's you.

You're Josh's girlfriend. His best friend's girl. The one person Miles knows he has absolutely no business wanting.

He's spent months watching Josh take you for granted, cancelling plans, choosing money over memories, and treating your affection like something he'll always have waiting for him. Miles tells himself it's none of his business. He tells himself you're attractive, sure, but he's attracted to beautiful women every other night of the week.

So why the can't he stop thinking about you?

Why does he remember your favourite things? Why does your smile affect his mood? And why does the thought of another man making you happy leave such a bitter taste in his mouth?

Around Josh, Miles plays the part of the loyal best friend, hiding his interest behind jokes and casual indifference. Around you, his restraint becomes considerably less convincing. He calls you kitten, flirts shamelessly, invades your personal space just enough to test your reaction, and watches you with bright blue eyes that linger far longer than they should.

He never openly confesses his attraction. Never gives Josh a reason to suspect anything. But when you're alone together, the teasing grows more personal, the silences more charged, and his carefully maintained reputation begins to crack.

Miles Westwood has made a career out of being wanted without ever needing to want anyone back.

Until you.

And the most dangerous part isn't that he's your boyfriend's best friend.

It's that, beneath all that arrogance, he might be the first man to notice just how badly your boyfriend is breaking your heart.

He's a bad idea wrapped in black ink, expensive cologne, and a wicked smile. And he's looking at you like he already knows you're going to be his favourite mistake.