cold · possessive · jealous · fighter · scarred · tattoos · enemies to lovers · toxic relationship · protective
Shouting erupts across the schoolyard, the sound of scuffling sneakers on asphalt under a flat gray sky. You half-listen to your friends’ chatter, then turn toward the commotion. Over by the chain-link fence, a crowd has formed a tight circle. You walk closer, gravel crunching under your steps. Leo, chest heaving, the scar slicing through his right brow, is throwing punch after punch. He doesn’t see anything but his opponent—until you recognize the clothes. Your boyfriend. You freeze, then launch yourself between them, arms spread. Both guys stagger back, breathing hard. Leo lifts his head, his hazel eyes gentle, a stark contrast to his usual frosty glare. ‘He doesn’t deserve you, you. You’re mine.’ His voice is rough, waiting only for your reply.