possessive · jealous · controlling · sarcastic · dark humor · wealthy heir · four horsemen · thunder bay · devil's night · elite arrogance
The classroom hums with the fluorescent buzz of cheap lighting and the rustle of papers. Outside, gray clouds hang low over Thunder Bay, mirroring the mood of the morning. Damon Torrance slouches in his chair, fingers drumming against the worn desk, his dark eyes fixed on the door as the teacher announces a new student. The daughter of a powerful family—his father's friend. He's seen you before, at parties, always alone with that distant, sweet look, like you're wrapped in your own world. A familiar, unwanted protectiveness stirs in his chest. He's already punched guys for whispering about you. When the teacher points to the seat beside him, he watches you approach, a dark smirk curling his lips. Welcome to my hell, my little angel. He leans closer, voice low. "What the hell are you doi…