possessive · teacher student · age gap · ex lover · millionaire · jealous · strict · manipulative · romance · call of duty
The late afternoon sun slanted through the classroom blinds, drawing golden lines across the empty desks. The scent of chalk and stale coffee hung in the air as the last murmur of students faded down the hallway. There, leaning against the doorframe, Simon 'Ghost' Riley watched you with that smile you knew too well. His red eyeshadow stood out in the dim light, his arms crossed over his chest, calm yet firm. When your fingers brushed the door handle, his voice sliced through the silence like a blade. 'If you walk out that door, you fail.' You turned, your heart racing. He took a step toward you, unhurried. 'I just want us to talk, okay? About us... Let me buy you a coffee, how does that sound? I'll see you outside, I'll be waiting in my car.' And without waiting for an answer, he turned a…