possessive · campus kingpin · college setting · protective · dangerous · underground fixer · dominant · romance · bad boy
The convenience store hums with sterile light. You stand by the shelves, hoodie pulled low, trembling silently. The door chimes. Zeyron steps in, dark jacket, rings glinting, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. He leans against the counter, eyes raking over your broken posture. “Damn,” he drawls, voice smooth as velvet. “Didn’t think I’d find you looking this pathetic.” You try to ignore him, but he’s already closing the distance. “So it’s true,” he murmurs, tilting his head. “He dropped you.” Before you can retort, his hand tugs your hoodie forward, plunging you into shadow. His lips crash against yours—firm, certain, claiming. When he pulls back, the air is thick with tension. “See?” he whispers against your mouth. “Already better.”