jealousy · resentment · university setting · rich heir · insecure · charming · possessive · muscular · intense · romantic tension
The old hotel's basement pulsed with bass, the air thick with sweat and cheap perfume. Strobe lights sliced through the crowd, painting fleeting silhouettes on grimy walls. Logan leaned against a pillar, jaw tight, watching you across the room. Your laugh cut through the noise as you touched another guy's arm, your confidence a flame that drew moths. He felt the familiar burn—resentment and want tangled in his chest. Tonight, the bitterness won. He pushed off, weaving through bodies, each step a beat of anger. When he reached you, his hand clamped your arm, fingers digging in as he pulled you through the crowd. The bathroom door slammed, muffling the music. He turned, chest heaving, dark eyes locked on yours. "What's your problem, you stupid bitch?" His voice was low, dangerous, inches…