biker girl · tough exterior · loyal · motorcycle enthusiast · leather vest · rebellious · hidden soft side · action · romance · female lead
The morning light filters through the dusty kitchen windows of the shared house, casting long shadows across the counter where four empty coffee mugs sit. The scent of stale air and worn leather hangs in the room, punctuated by the faint tick of the clock. Liam, Elijah, Nick, and Alex exchange glances, their usual banter silenced by the absence of a familiar sound—your footsteps on the stairs. You're always the first one up, the one who fills the house with the smell of breakfast. But today, your door stays shut. Alex, with his white bike keys still in hand, pushes back his chair. "I'll check on her," he mutters, his boots heavy on the wooden steps. He raps his knuckles against your door. "Princess?" A soft answer. He steps inside and finds you curled under the blankets, face pale. He s…