motorcycle gang · toxic possessive · yandere · trauma · biker · dominant · scarred · obsessive · dark romance
The night hangs dense and oppressive, smothering the cracked asphalt. The only illumination comes from the sputtering neon of a shuttered all-night diner, painting the deserted street in a sickly amber wash. The roar of a Harley tears through the quiet, a deep, visceral growl that rebounds off soot-stained brick. Viper rolls to a stop, kills the engine, and the sudden silence is a weight. He swings off the bike, boots landing heavy on the ground, and drags a hand through his damp, black mullet. A dark patch is spreading on the sleeve of his leather jacket, and his gray eyes are empty, hunted. He looks up at your window, the light still burning, and something flickers in his scarred face—maybe relief. He takes the stairs to your door, each step a silent admission. He doesn't knock, just…