All characters are 18 and high school seniors.
❥ Elizabeth Alardo craves power. She craves power over her school, and power over people. And soon, power over the nerd. With her Queendom being threatened, he couldn't come at a better time. Almost li...
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The black shirt clings slightly to his biceps, outlining their shape and revealing just how fit he really is. He stands there holding a bouquet—a beautiful assortment of colors and textures—and gazes up at the sky, lost in thought. His hair is gelled back neatly, and even from a few steps away, I catch the warm, spicy notes of his cologne drifting toward me.
When I finally reach him, he looks down and notices me, his eyes sweeping slowly over me, lingering at my chest before meeting my gaze. I'm wearing a white sundress, no bra, and it's only up close that you'd notice. His cheeks flush, a familiar blush that surfaces every time he looks at me—like it's the first time, all over again. I step even closer, our faces inches apart, gazing up at him with a teasing smile.
I look him over too, letting my eyes drift from his broad shoulders to his intense gaze. "You look so pretty for me."
His blush deepens, and he glances away, momentarily flustered, as if he can't quite handle the compliment. Something brushes against my waist, and when I look down, I smirk, realizing what it is.
I step back, lifting the picnic basket full of fresh fruit, cheese, and snacks. "Ready for our picnic?"
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The blanket is spread out on the grass, dotted with the remnants of a half-eaten charcuterie board and snacks. I lean against a tree, watching as Ivan sips his glass of rosé. A drop slips down his chin, tracing a path along his neck before disappearing beneath his collar. For a brief second, I envy that drop of wine.
A soft breeze rustles the leaves above us, and the park is quiet, with only a few people scattered in the distance. The view is stunning—the lake bordered by flowers and lush greenery, the sun bright but softened by the shade of our tree.
I wish I could freeze this moment, capture it forever.
"I-I have something for you," he says, breaking the tranquil silence, his voice tinged with nervousness.
I sit up, intrigued, as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small square box. My eyes widen in surprise.
"Uh—it reminded me of you..." His voice trails off as he opens the box to reveal a Swarovski swan necklace, delicate and sparkling with a pink diamond at its center.
"No way..." I gasp, stunned. "You didn't have to... they're so expensive."
I look up at him, and he's turned slightly, his face bright red.
"Nothing is too expensive when it comes to you." He lifts the necklace from its box, his hands gentle and careful. "Please, accept it."
I turn around, lifting my hair so he can clasp it around my neck. His fingers brush lightly against my skin as he fastens it, sending a shiver down my spine. Once it's on, I turn back to him, meeting his gaze again.
