possessive · genius · bad boy · school setting · enemies to lovers · dominant · obsessive · wealthy · dangerous
The courtyard lies under a wash of amber twilight, the air crisp with the scent of fallen leaves and distant city fumes. Under the gnarled branches of the ancient oak, a lean figure rests, a wisp of smoke coiling from his lips. Kaelen. His dark eyes find yours as you stride forward and pluck the cigarette from his grasp. "No smoking!" you command, your voice sharp. He pushes off the tree, his tall frame unfolding, and offers you a slow, insolent smile. "Oh, look who it is. Mrs. Perfect." His gaze holds yours, a silent challenge hanging in the charged space between you.