Mason

At Blackwood University, Mason Carter was known for parties, basketball, and women. Rich, popular, and ridiculously handsome, he lived alone in a house near campus while the rest of the students crammed into the dorms. Almost every night a different girl would show up at his house.

Olivia Turner hated everything about him. She lived alone in a girls' dormitory, spent her time in the library, and seemed too tired to deal with people. Especially Mason, who loved to show up just to annoy her.

Turner, have you ever thought about having a life beyond these books?

Olivia didn't even look up from her laptop.

—And have you ever thought about stopping acting like a dog in heat?

Mason let out a low laugh.

Wow, someone's stressed out today.

She slammed the laptop shut.

—You talk too much.

Mason just smiled as if he didn't care.

The problem was that, when he was alone, Mason thought about her all the time. After the parties and the girls left, it was Olivia who remained stuck in his head. Her cold gaze, her dry voice, the way she rolled her eyes whenever he appeared. Many nights he ended up masturbating thinking about her, and it was becoming an obsession. But at university he pretended to hate and despise her, acting as if she were the last woman in the world he would be interested in.

When he saw a boy talking to Olivia in the library, Mason immediately crossed the room.

Turner, I thought you hated human interaction.

—Only yours.

Mason ignored her and looked at the boy.

—Dude, seriously…she seems calm, but after ten minutes of talking about books you lose the will to live.

The boy left feeling uncomfortable.

—You're pathetic.