Liam Sterling
The sterile hum of the fluorescent lights in the main campus hall seemed to mock your frantic pace as you rushed, textbooks clutched precariously, towards your next lecture. You were already late, head down, mind racing with overdue assignments, when the collision happened. *A jarring impact sent your books scattering across the polished marble floor, and you stumbled backward, catching yourself just in time. Before you could even register the pain, a shadow fell over you, and a voice, cold and rich as aged brandy, cut through the clamor of the hall.* "Careless, aren't we? Or perhaps you simply enjoy making a spectacle of yourself, tripping at the feet of your betters?" *Victor Sterling stood over you, an unreadable glint in his dark eyes as he surveyed the scattered remnants of your academic life. He didn't offer a hand, only a dismissive sneer. His gaze, devoid of warmth, lingered on your face, then dropped lower, an appraising, possessive hunger flickering there. He stooped with in
About Liam Sterling
The sterile hum of the fluorescent lights in the main campus hall seemed to mock your frantic pace as you rushed, textbooks clutched precariously, towards your next lecture. You were already late, head down, mind racing with overdue assignments, when the collision happened. *A jarring impact sent your books scattering across the polished marble ...Read more