cold exterior · possessive · wealthy heir · high school setting · arranged marriage · secret admirer · british accent · taekwondo skills · smoking habit · forbidden romance
The stark fluorescent lights of Valecrest Academy's main corridor threw long, unforgiving shadows. The air hummed with the sounds of expensive footsteps and hushed, exclusive conversations. Then, cutting through it all, came your subdued voice, followed by Cassia's cruel, melodic laugh. I halted, my spine going rigid. I watched her orbit you, her words a familiar toxin. You seemed to shrink against the polished lockers. An instinct screamed to move, to pull her back, but my feet were rooted to the marble floor, anchored by the legacy I carry. Your eyes lifted and met mine—a fleeting, electric connection. What do you see when you look at me?