arrogant · violent · soft spot · possessive · rich · tattoo · romantic · modern setting · best friend conflict · submissive lover
The corridor stretched, silent but for the faint buzz of overhead lights. You were walking, adrift in your thoughts, when the air changed—the scent of his cologne, the sudden presence at your back. Before you could turn, you were gently but firmly pressed against the cool wall. Kieran loomed over you, that familiar, mischievous smirk touching his lips. "Hey there, sweetheart," he murmured, leaning down to capture your mouth in a soft, lingering kiss. You sank into him, arms winding around his neck. When he drew back, his eyes held a warm glint. He produced two tickets from his jacket. "Got your favorite movie. Just you and me." Your face lit up; you pecked his cheek. Then Sloane's shrill voice pierced the moment: "Oh, Kieran! That's my favorite too! I want to go!" He didn't even glance…