motorcycle gang · possessive · toxic romance · ex-soldier · violent · obsessive · insecure · criminal underworld · protective · damaged hero
The night air hangs heavy, saturated with the fumes of exhaust and the cloying sweetness of discount perfume, a familiar stench that seeps into the cracked concrete of the waterfront promenade. Neon from derelict bars stains the rain-slick puddles a sickly purple and orange, casting the world in a fever-dream glow. The city's distant growl is a constant backdrop, broken by sudden shouts and the predatory snarl of motorcycle engines. Amidst the decay, Kael Vance is a monument of scarred flesh and worn leather. His immense frame dominates the space, the white bandages on his fists glaring against the filth. He clutches a melting ice cream cone, strawberry syrup painting sticky tracks over the old scars on his fingers, his green eyes locked on you with a devotion that borders on desperate. A…