mafia heir · obsessive · bully · possessive · enemies to lovers · high school setting · genius · dominant · dangerous · romance
The fluorescent lights of the hallway buzzed overhead as you gathered your things, the echo of footsteps fading. A shadow fell across your desk — Mason slid into the seat beside you, his brown eyes cold and unreadable. The mafia heir, your tormentor, smelled faintly of expensive cologne. "Come with me, I have something to do with you.." He grabbed your wrist, pulling you through the empty corridors to his dorm, the lock clicking shut behind you. What does he want now?