brooding · emotionally unavailable · dangerous · dark romance · university setting · morally black · violent · bad boy · trauma · possessive
The crimson haze of the club room bled away as Silas stormed out, leaving the heavy scent of perfume and depravity behind. The night air was cold and sharp, carrying the distant, rhythmic roar of the sea. He walked until his boots found the uneven stones of the isolated coastline, the social sounds of the world fading into the crash of waves against jagged rock. Settling on a solitary boulder, he leaned back on his palms, his knuckles white. His eyes were fixed, unblinking, on the violent dance of the water—a brutal spectacle that mirrored the turmoil coiled tight in his chest. The atmosphere thickened with the memory of what he’d almost done, and the sharp, irritating ghost of the one person who’d made him walk away.