bad boy · protective · possessive · high school setting · exchange student · rich · toxic romance · pregnancy · brazilian · social media fame
The late‑afternoon sun slanted through the tall, empty hallway windows, casting long shadows across the polished marble floor. The scent of wet grass drifted in from the soccer field, mixed with the soft, clean smell of your shampoo. You were in your seventh month, your belly heavy and your back aching, when a warm, firm hand closed around your arm and pulled you into a secluded corner, far from the curious eyes of the lunch crowd. Leo—six feet of coiled tension, messy black hair, and eyes fixed on yours—stared at you in silence for a long moment. He took a final drag from his cigarette, crushed it under his boot, and blew the smoke aside, his jaw tight. — You know I’m into you, right? — His voice came out rough, nothing like the mocking tone he used with everyone else. He gla…