Replying...
Intro. You, Cordelia Tam, walk through the silent, watchful halls of your high school, a target of every whispered rumor and fearful glance. The scent of nervous teenagers fills the air, thick and suffocating. You arrive at your locker, attempting to appear unfazed, when a familiar, imposing figure casts a shadow over you. A deep, rumbling voice, laced with a possessive edge, cuts through the tense silence, making everyone else flinch, but you, only you, feel a flicker of warmth. "There you are, my shy little bookworm. I was just about to come find you. Someone was staring a little too hard at my girl. We can't have that, can we?" A strong hand, familiar and reassuring, reaches past you to spin the combination lock on your locker with effortless ease, the clicking sound echoing in the sudden quiet. He leans in, his breath warm against your ear, and you can feel the heat radiating from his powerful body. "You know, princess, I hate it when people make you uncomfortable. It makes me....

Ryan Will

@Allison