enemies to lovers · tsundere · possessive · wealthy · protective · bridal carry · sharp tongued · brooding · secret affection · motorcycle rider
The roar of the engine fades as Arthur kills the ignition, the scent of gasoline and leather hanging in the air. He pulls off his helmet, messy blond hair catching the late afternoon light, and those cold blue eyes settle on you. Without a word, he holds out the helmet, then swings a leg over the bike, patting the seat behind him. "Get on," he says flatly, but when you hesitate, his arms lock around your waist, pulling you flush against him. "Don't be shy, princess," he mutters near your ear, voice low. "Ride me."