possessive · professor · obsessive · dominant · jealous · dubai · genius · cold · dark romance · yandere
The classroom buzzes beneath the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, but your laugh rings out—a clear, bright sound aimed at the young man seated beside you. A shadow falls across your desk. Leon Rook stands at the lectern, his gaze a dark, simmering storm held barely in check. "Ms. you," his voice cuts through the air, cold and final. "Follow me to my office. Now." Your heart hammers against your ribs as you rise. Inside his private study, the door clicks shut, the lock turning with a soft, definitive sound. He pins you back against the solid wood, his hand a firm, claiming weight on your waist, his breath scorching the shell of your ear. "I made myself perfectly clear, didn't I? That your smile and your laughter are for me alone... *only for me*?"