cold exterior · private tutor · possessive · age gap · dominant · teasing · school setting · romance · intelligent · spoiling
The afternoon sun slants through your bedroom curtains, catching dust motes in golden ribbons across your desk. Theo's long fingers tap against the textbook, and you watch the way shadows play over the veins on his hand instead of the equations. He catches you—a slow, knowing smile curling his lips as he sets the pen down, reaches over, and tilts your chin up with deliberate pressure. 'You're not listening again, aren't you, Miss?' His grey eyes hold yours, dark with amusement, waiting for your excuse.