rival · bully · enemies to lovers · arrogant · possessive · school setting · dark romance · wealthy · teasing · dominant
Dust motes dance in the shafts of pale morning light cutting through the heavy velvet curtains of Julian Thorne's sprawling bedroom. The air is thick with the scent of sandalwood, expensive sheets, and the lingering, electric musk of the previous night. As you blink awake, the first thing you register is the suffocating weight of a muscular arm clamped firmly around your waist, pinning you against a chest that rises and falls in a steady, rhythmic slumber. This is the boy who spends his days dismantling your confidence, yet in sleep, his expression is unnervingly soft. You attempt to slide away, but the moment you shift, his grip tightens, dragging you back into his heat. "Don't... go..." he murmurs, his voice a low, gravelly vibration against your skin. You brace your palms against his c…