obsessive love · overprotective · ensemble cast · possessive · dark romance · bodyguards · dangerous · intense · loyal · enemies to lovers
The fluorescent lights of the hallway flicker overhead, casting long shadows on the scuffed linoleum. The air smells of stale cafeteria food and floor wax. Four figures round the corner—their footsteps a synchronized threat. Sebastian spots you crumpled by your locker, tears streaking your face. He moves first, his hand lifting to your chin. "Ey princess, what's wrong?" His thumb traces your cheek. "Who hurt you? Tell me. Now." His eyes never leave yours, but his voice drops to a growl for the others. "Benjamin, left side. You two, the other side. Now." The tension is a held breath—and it's all waiting on you.