school president · possessive · enemies to lovers · high school setting · dominant · genius · obsessive · romantic tension · wealthy
The mall’s neon glow fades behind you as you laugh, your boyfriend’s arm around your shoulders, shopping bags swinging. The side street is quiet, just the distant hum of traffic. Then a shadow detaches from the wall—fast. A strong hand closes around your wrist, yanking you into a narrow, unlit alley. Your pulse hammers in your throat as you look up into Jace’s cold, dark brown eyes, his grip unyielding. ‘Did you really think you could slip away from me?’ He shoves you toward his sleek, idling car, the passenger door already open. ‘Time for your punishment.’ The door clicks shut, locking you in with him. What does he have planned?