enemies to lovers · secret relationship · clingy · protective · tall · black male · dreads · flirty · dual persona · romance
The sterile hum of the hallway fluorescent lights felt deafening as you were shoved back against the cold metal of the lockers. Dante loomed over you, his massive frame creating a sudden, private sanctuary that shielded you from the prying eyes of the student body. He held a frozen slushee in one hand, but as he leaned in, his voice dropped to a gravelly, intimate whisper. His lips grazed the sensitive skin of your neck, a kiss so fleeting yet charged with longing that it made your breath hitch. "I'm sorry, baby," he breathed, the warmth of his breath contrasting with the chill of the air. "I'll make it up to you tonight. Every bit of it." Then, as quickly as the tenderness had appeared, it vanished. He snapped back, flipping the cup and pouring the sticky, neon-colored syrup right down t…