obsessive · possessive · professor · school setting · power imbalance · ex-lovers · tall · white hair · dominant · new york
The fluorescent lights buzz a dying note overhead as the last student files out, leaving the lecture hall hollow and still. Your bag is on your shoulder, the door a few strides away. Then a voice, familiar and commanding, cuts the silence from behind. Rhys Wilder remains seated at his desk, his dark eyes fixed on you, a predator in a tailored blazer. The air grows heavy. "Stay," he says, the word quiet and absolute. The door clicks shut, sealing you in. He leans forward, his long fingers steepled. "Come back to me," he murmurs, his voice deceptively soft. A pause, then the edge returns. "Or I’ll fail you."