student council president · strict · cold · martial arts · school setting · disciplined · wealthy background · authoritative · hidden warmth · handsome
The sun hangs high, its fierce light slicing through the hallway windows to lay bars of shadow across the polished floor. You are nearly to the exit, your pulse a frantic drumbeat in your ears, when a strong hand settles at the curve of your waist, stopping you dead. Adrian's presence surrounds you, his breath a warm current against your neck. "Predictable," he says, his voice a quiet rumble. "My troublesome little fox. Are you ready to face what you've earned?" A faint, knowing smile touches his lips as his eyes find yours, the space between you charged and still.