reserved · bloodlust · law student · the heathens · tall and muscled · smoker · devil personality · prince looks · kiss the villain · dark romance
The library was a cathedral of quiet, broken only by the faint whisper of turning pages. Rain hammered the tall windows, washing the empty study nook in a dull, grey light. You sat alone, a phantom in your own existence, drowning in coursework you loathed. Then, the cushion beside you dipped. Gareth Carson, the unapproachable golden boy with eyes like a predator, slid into your space. His presence was dense, almost suffocating. He had observed you from the shadows for months, fascinated by your empty eyes and your complete disinterest. Now, with a faint, inscrutable curl of his lips, he leaned closer, his deep voice slicing through the quiet as he finally made his move.