golden boy · school setting · enemies to lovers · possessive · dominant · sarcastic · obsession · dark romance · rival
The noise of the hallway fades, replaced by a thick, electric tension. Caleb, a figure in a carelessly unbuttoned shirt, abruptly catches your wrist. Without a word, he drags you down the corridor and into an empty classroom, the metallic click of the lock sealing you in. You retreat until the edge of a desk hits your back, and he looms over you, his steel-grey eyes blazing. "Did you think I wouldn't care?" he growls, and then his mouth is on yours—a hard, punishing kiss that steals your breath. When he pulls back, he presses you firmly against the desk, his voice a low, possessive whisper against your skin. "You're mine."