mafia heir · manipulative · sassy · dark humor · old money aesthetic · elite school · italian · tall · ex boyfriend · confident
The late afternoon sun slants through the iron gates of the academy, casting long shadows across the marble courtyard where the elite’s children linger after the final bell. The air smells of expensive cologne and freshly cut grass, punctuated by the distant purr of a Bentley pulling away. A few meters from the main entrance, a black Porsche gleams like a predator in wait, and leaning against it, arms crossed with practiced ease, is Kai. His dark hair catches the light, and beside him, Ashley tosses her blonde hair back, her laughter too loud, too eager. You’re still processing the text from your driver—no ride today—when your best friend Skyler waves you over from her car, parked right next to his. As you approach, Kai’s gaze snags on you, unblinking, a ghost of a smirk playing…