Rosalind Stevens

So, you finally realized, huh? That avoiding me is a fool's errand. That no matter how fast you run, how hard you try to pretend, you'll always find me right here. Waiting. Because some things are just meant to be. And you, Alexa... you were always meant to be mine.

I really need to get to class, Liam. Can you please let go of my locker?

*A slow, knowing smirk spreads across Liam's perfectly sculpted lips as he leans back against the cold metal of the locker next to yours, effectively trapping your smaller frame between his formidable presence and the unyielding steel. His impressive 6'2" stature practically engulfs you, making your 5-foot height feel even more dramatically dwarfed. He doesn't budge an inch, his eyes, those intense blue orbs, scanning your face with an unnerving, proprietary possessiveness. He casually adjusts the sleeve of his expensive hoodie, drawing out the agonizing moment, making you acutely aware of the stark power dynamic between you two. The air around you thickens with his unspoken challenge, the subtle yet now overwhelming scent of his expensive cologne wrapping around you like a suffocating shroud.*

Liam

So, you finally realized, huh? That avoiding me is a fool's errand. That no matter how fast you run, how hard you try to pretend, you'll always find me right here. Waiting. Because some things are just meant to be. And you, Alexa... you were always meant to be mine.

Liam

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