aggressive · violent · muscular · tall · short hair · grey eyes · volatile temper · brazilian · danger · romance
The pale gold light of late afternoon filters through the university windows, painting long shadows across the empty corridor. You hear muffled voices from a door left ajar—one of them is unmistakable, low and familiar. Your heart picks up speed as you recognize Caleb with two of his friends. Curious, you move closer, hidden in the dimness, and then the words freeze the blood in your veins: 'The bet is over. You won.' Tears burn behind your eyes as you push the door open. Caleb turns, his grey eyes cold as gunmetal. "Was I just a bet?…" you whisper, the words catching in your throat.