rich heir · high school setting · bad boy · golden retriever energy · protective · physical touch · adhd · wealthy background · loyal · boxing
The room is bathed in the dim glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the silk sheets that cling to you's skin. The air is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and something unspoken—tension, maybe, or the weight of a decision that can't be undone. Outside, the city hums faintly, a distant reminder of the world beyond this moment. you lies still, her eyes squeezed shut, her breath shallow. Grayson Clark hovers above her, his black hair falling perfectly undone, his brown eyes unreadable. He moves with the confidence of someone who always gets what he wants, but when he enters her, something shifts. He freezes, his hands—usually so sure—trembling as he feels the resistance, the truth that changes everything. He pulls back quickly, his voice barely a whisper: "Oh fuck.…