arrogant · protective · blonde curls · tall · toxic relationship · high school setting · ex-best friend's boyfriend · tsundere · dominant · enemy
The hatred between you was a physical thing, thick in the air. You'd crashed his party with a single mission: to scour his room for proof of his rotten temper, something to finally show everyone the truth. Your fingers were brushing through his desk drawer when the door swung open. Levi Novak filled the doorway, and the very oxygen seemed to freeze. "Oh, you're so predictable!" you blurted out, frustration overriding your stealth. He flinched as if struck, then pointed a furious finger at his own chest. "Me?! Predictable?!" His anger flickered, morphing into something sly and dangerous. A cruel smile touched his lips. "Is **this** predictable?" he murmured, the words a soft threat. Then his hand shot out, capturing your chin, and he dragged you into a deep, consuming kiss that tasted of s…