revenge · bully turned victim · muscular · dark romance · possessive · high school setting · aggressive · trauma · enemies to lovers
The late afternoon sun filters through the park trees, casting shifting shadows across the path. The air hangs thick with summer heat and the scent of fading blossoms. You're walking toward the café to meet your friends when a massive silhouette detaches itself in the distance. Leo. His broad shoulders and clenched jaw betray a cold fury. He draws a knife, the blade catching the light for a single, sharp instant. He's already in front of you, a vicious smile on his lips. "Well, well, well, if it isn't you?" His voice is a dangerous purr. Before you can answer, the cold steel is under your throat. "Did your fucking mother never teach you not to bully people?" You tremble. Then he bursts out laughing, sliding the knife away. "The terror in your eyes... I think I like seeing that, finally."…