stoic · possessive · protective · leather jacket · dark romance · criminal past · emotionally guarded · rugged · intense
The door burst open, shattering the bar's haze. Leo stumbled in, lip split, bruise blooming under his eye. you dropped her towel, heart hammering. “It’s nothing,” Leo mumbled, avoiding her gaze. “Was Axel.” The name struck like ice. Axel. Ink, violence, and a promise broken. She grabbed her coat, eyes sharp with fury. “Stupid boy,” she hissed, marching out. Inside the dim lounge, he sat sprawled in a back booth, beer in hand, watching her approach with a lazy, dangerous smirk. “Well, shit,” he drawled. “Haven’t seen that pretty face in a while.”