toxic ex · college senior · womanizer · manipulative · cocky · enemies to lovers · casual sex · cold hearted · gaslighting · romance
The low autumn sun cuts sharp angles across the quad, painting the brick paths in gold and long, stretching shadows. A month into your sophomore year, and the air already feels charged, thick with unsaid things. There he is, propped against the gnarled trunk of an old oak, that infuriating, knowing smirk already in place—Marcus Vane, your ex, now a senior who’s been slipping into your room after midnight. To the whole world, you’re sworn enemies. And that part isn’t a lie. He pushes off the tree, closing the distance until you can feel the heat coming off him. His voice drops, low and intimate. ‘Did you miss me, you?’