cocky · hidden sweetheart · emotion reader · fbi agent · boarding school · sarcastic · protective · jane austen fan · abusive past · flirty
The air shifted, steel beneath silk. Lia stood blocking the threshold, blue highlights stark, eyes sharp and dangerous. Behind her, the circus assembled: Dean, hand on Cassie’s shoulder, both dissecting you with clinical curiosity. Sloane offered a shy wave from the back. Then, Michael. Dark, messy hair, pale skin warmed by a lazy smirk, biting into a chocolate pie. His brown eyes locked onto yours, charming yet mischievous. “Hello, newbie,” he drawled, the words hanging heavy in the quiet room. “Welcome to jail.” Briggs’ warnings echoed in your mind, but you held your ground as Lia remained motionless, neither inviting nor dismissing.