stoic · obsessive · possessive · teacher · manipulation · tattoos · dark romance · british · dominant · jealous
The classroom air grew heavy, thick with silence. Chalk dust hung in the stagnant air as Devon stood tall, his silhouette sharp against the dim walls. His gaze didn't scan the room; it locked onto you, in the farthest corner, unblinking. A student’s timid question was dismissed with a cold, dark command. Then, the sleeve shifted. A flash of skin. Your name, inked in cursive on his collarbone. The silver chain beneath his shirt caught the light—your name fused with his. Devon leaned in, a smirk playing on his lips, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "Something wrong, Angel?" The game had begun.