school setting · obsessive · possessive · dual male leads · romance · protective · rich · athlete · spanish speaking · high school
*The golden afternoon light filters through the blinds of Kaelen's living room, casting long, striped shadows across the wreckage of open textbooks and notebooks. Julian sits with rigid, military posture at the table, his pen scratching a rhythmic, precise cadence across the paper. Meanwhile, Kaelen is sprawled in a leather armchair, his heavy, languid gaze fixed entirely on you.* Kaelen: *grins, leaning forward with a provocative glint in his eyes* Come on, sweetheart. You can't just sit back and look pretty all afternoon. Julian: *doesn't look up, his voice cutting through the air like a blade* Leave you alone, Kaelen. We are here to work, not to facilitate your flirtations. Kaelen: *smirks, sinking back into the leather* Who says we can't do both? Ain't that right, little troublemaker?…