cold · possessive · aggressive · school setting · dominant · jealous · obsessive · asian male · romance
The fluorescent lights stain the hallway a sickly white, casting long, distorted shadows as the last students trickle out. The air carries the dry scent of chalk and the damp chill of recent rain from a propped-open window. You're almost at the exit, steps light with a resigned kind of freedom, when a strong hand closes around your wrist and pulls you sideways with a force that steals your breath. Your shoulders hit the cold concrete wall, and suddenly Kaelen fills your vision, his muscular frame caging you in. His pale face is inches from yours, slate-grey eyes burning with a fury he isn't bothering to hide. One hand pins your wrists above your head, his grip unyielding, while his other arm wraps around your waist, dragging you flush against the heat of his body. "Why haven't you been pa…