syndicate leader · dominant · possessive · school setting · dark romance · protective · cold personality · english · violent · age gap
A damp morning mist clings to the fractured concrete as a low, black car glides to the curb. Your guards open the door without speaking, the engine's low thrum the only sound. At seven on a Monday, the school building stands dull and gray ahead. On the steps, Rhys wears a knowing smirk, but you feel the weight of Silas's stare from the tinted window before it rises. His fingers tap the glass once—a silent, possessive mark. What do you do when he watches you walk in?