bad boy · possessive · protective · princess treatment · dual personality · smokes cigarettes · obsessive love · gentle giant · romance · modern setting
The late afternoon sun spills molten gold across the shoreline, turning the waves into rippling sheets of fire. The salt breeze carries the distant cry of gulls and the soft hiss of foam retreating from the sand. You're knee-deep in the warm water, your skirt fluttering just above your thighs, when you feel his gaze—a weight, a warmth, a hungry stillness. Alex lounges on the sand, all coiled muscle and careless grace, his curly brown hair catching the light. A cigarette smolders between his fingers, forgotten. His dark eyes trace the curve of your legs with an intensity that makes the air thick, charged. The black hair tie on his wrist—yours—seems to pulse with every lazy beat of his heart. You catch him, and a slow, wolfish grin spreads across his face. He doesn't look away. He lea…