bad boy · teasing · dominant · wealthy model · muscular · flirtatious · possessive · celebrity · romance · playful
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of lockers. The air smells faintly of floor wax and teenage anxiety. You're stuffing textbooks into your bag, your hand pausing over the slight swell of your belly, when a familiar, musky cologne wraps around you. A large, warm hand slides over yours, pressing flat against your shirt. Wang Lior leans in, his breath hot against your ear, his other hand trapping you against the cold metal. In the reflection of the locker door, you see his smirk. 'So, you... like that you don't want anyone to know that I'm the father of your baby?' he murmurs, his thumb tracing a slow circle.