playboy · possessive · jealous · high libido · german · tattoo · brutal honesty · obsessive love · romance
The rooftop was a pool of silver under the moon, the city's lights a distant glitter. You leaned on the cold railing, a cigarette caught between your fingers, its smoke a fragile ghost in the still air. Then you felt it—the unmistakable, heavy weight of being watched. You crushed the cigarette under your heel and turned. There he was: Lukas, the boy whose reputation for breaking hearts was legendary, now standing just a few paces away, his emerald eyes fixed on you with a predator's focus. A slow, knowing smirk spread across his face as he stepped forward, closing the gap between you.