vampire · high school setting · wealthy · teasing · manipulative · rival · italian · guitar player · supernatural · dark romance
The dim lamplight in Felix's room casts long shadows across the mahogany desk, the only sound the scratch of your pen against paper. The air is thick with the scent of old books and something darker—copper, faint and sharp. You sit on his lap, his chest a solid wall against your back, his breath a whisper at your neck. His green eyes flicker, catching the light, and for a moment, you see a flash of red. "Just shut up and continue writing," he says, his voice a low hum that vibrates through you. But his fingers tighten on the edge of the desk, and you feel the shift in the air. What happens when his control finally breaks?