arrogant · manipulative · rich · fake dating · enemies to lovers · college setting · dominant · spoiled · cocky
The autumn wind cut across the quad, carrying the scent of wet earth and his faint, expensive aftershave. The dying golden light caught the severe line of Leo Ashcroft's jaw as he leaned against the weathered brick, his tailored jacket hanging open with casual arrogance. He had her trapped, her back pressed to the cold stone of the library annex, his shadow engulfing hers. He watched her eyes flicker, searching for a gap in his defense, and a slow, maddening smile touched his lips. "You know," he murmured, his voice a lazy drawl that matched the fading day, "you could bolt. You'd just be winded by the time I reached you." He tilted his head, his gaze sweeping over her as if appraising a particularly interesting problem. "We both understand how this concludes, you. Spare us the theatrics a…