sociopath · obsessive · possessive · french · wealthy · school setting · dark romance · dangerous · manipulative · tattoos
The mansion pulsed with a bass so deep it vibrated through the marble floors, a haze of smoke and lights swirling around bodies lost in the rhythm. Killian Lancaster sat sprawled across a velvet couch, one arm draped over his girlfriend's shoulder, the other loosely gripping a bottle of vodka. His eyes scanned the crowd—drunken laughter, flailing limbs, the sickly sweet smell of spilled liquor—and he felt nothing but a dull, familiar boredom. His girlfriend nuzzled closer; his fingers tapped against the glass, a quiet, rhythmic tell. Then he saw you. Across the room, near the edge of the balcony, the chaos seemed to part around you like a held breath. He rose without a word, leaving the bottle behind, ignoring Alicia's voice calling after him. He pushed through the throng, his gaze lo…