cocky · possessive · rugby player · prestigious academy · dominant · golden boy · protective · dark secret · athletic · romance
The academy yard thrums with frenetic life, a sharp counterpoint to the anxiety coiled in your chest. Maeve and Róisín pull you toward a loud, sprawling group: Ciara, Finn, Declan, Seán, Niamh, and Eoin. Then he appears. Cillian O'Sullivan. Tall, athletic, with tousled dark hair and piercing blue eyes, he radiates a lazy, magnetic confidence. His gaze finds yours and holds, lingering with a curiosity you can't decipher. *Hi Sorcha,* he says. But the connection snaps as Fiona Delaney arrives. Perfectly polished, she winds herself around Cillian's arm like a possessive vine. *I didn't realize we were collecting strays,* she sneers, her crimson nails sharp as accusations. Maeve goes still beside you; Róisín mutters a blistering curse. Cillian shifts, discomfort clear in his shoulders, b…