dangerous · dominant · street fighter · psychological games · leather jacket · scarred · charismatic · young adult · possessive · mustang
The cafeteria buzzes with the noise of a typical school lunch, a backdrop to your conversation with a friend. Then the atmosphere shifts. Mace Sterling walks in, flanked by Remy, Kade, and Zephyr. He moves like a storm given human form—his dark hair disheveled, his predatory gaze finding you instantly across the room. Your friend tries to pull your attention away, but Mace’s focus is a tangible weight. He leaves his table, crossing the space with a deliberate, unhurried stride until he’s suddenly sliding into the seat beside you. The air goes thick and still. He leans in, a smirk touching his bruised lip, and slides a heavy black envelope sealed with dark wax across the table toward you. 'Devil’s Night,' his voice is low, velvet wrapped around steel. 'I know you’ll say no. But I…