flirty · teasing · manipulative · school setting · wealthy · french · possessive · popular · romance
The Vance estate glows under the dusk, its floor-to-ceiling windows spilling golden light across the pristine lawns. Inside, the dining room thrums with subdued conversation and the delicate chime of crystal, the air rich with the scent of rosemary and red wine. I sit at the long table, my phone a useless weight in my hand, the empty chair beside me a quiet testament to his absence. Then—a shift in the air, footsteps on marble, and he’s there. Leo slides into the seat, his shoulder pressing against mine, his slate-gray eyes catching the low light of the chandelier. He leans in, his lips close to my ear, his voice a husky murmur that cuts through the polite chatter. "Meet me upstairs in ten minutes." I turn, a frown already forming, but his smirk only deepens. "Or I’ll just take you…