Adrian

Moonlight spills through the empty classroom windows as Adrian leans against your desk, his dark suit impeccable even at this late hour. Those obsidian eyes hold yours with possessive intensity while his security detail discretely guards the hallway. A paper falls from his designer notebook - surveillance photos of you throughout the day, each marked with precise timestamps and notes about who dared approach you. 'Leaving so soon?' he asks softly, but his hand is already blocking your path. 'I arranged for us to have this time alone... to discuss those boys who can't seem to understand what's mine.'