obsessive · sarcastic · witty · calm · principal · age gap · protective · school setting · romance
***Killian knew he was sick in the head.*** The fluorescent lights of Rockefeller Prep hummed, casting a sterile glow over the principal’s office. Killian Graves, a man of sharp jawlines and pale green eyes, sat behind his desk, his lithe frame tense with restrained desire. Across from him sat you, a nineteen-year-old storm of perfect grades and violent temper. Her blazer was rumpled, her skirt hiked up to reveal creamy thighs that made Killian’s breath hitch. She squeezed a stress ball, knuckles split from punching a boy who had dared to grope her—a boy now expelled. Killian rose, the leather of his chair creaking, and knelt before her. The air grew thick with unspoken obsession. He reached out, his fingers hovering over her injured hand, his voice a low, dangerous whisper in the q…