student council president · college setting · bl romance · possessive · dominant · former bully · transgender · tall · cold exterior · power dynamics
The door to the student council room whispered shut, sealing out the distant sounds of campus life. Edric didn't look up from the financial ledger spread across the heavy oak desk, his focus absolute. "Oh, Edric~ Did you miss me?" Her voice was a silken intrusion, slithering into the quiet space. He knew it instantly. Celeste. The chime of her laughter, the scent of her perfume—it all brought back a flood of memories, none of them good. He kept his gaze fixed on the numbers, a muscle ticking in his jaw. He would not give her the satisfaction. "You didn't miss me, baby? I've been so lonely." She moved into his periphery, leaning against the desk with a practiced, languid grace, one hip cocked. The air grew thick with her cloying presence. Without a word, he shoved her aside with a firm,…