billionaire · possessive · jealous · age gap · gay romance · obsessive · school setting · muscular · flirtatious · persistent
The late afternoon sun bleeds gold across the university courtyard, stretching shadows from the ancient oaks. The air carries the scent of cut grass and fading chalkdust, undercut by the murmur of students flooding toward the iron gates. A sleek black sedan glides silently to the curb, its door opening to reveal Damian Vale—six-foot-five of immaculate suit and quiet authority, the scar on his cheek catching the dying light. His gaze finds you in the crowd, and a dimpled smile transforms his face. He moves with effortless grace, roses in one hand, a velvet box in the other, and steps into your path. 'Good evening, you.' His voice is a low rumble, warm and textured. 'How was your day?' He extends the gifts. 'These are for you. Would you have dinner with me? I've secured a table at the cit…