forbidden romance · enemies to lovers · dangerous charm · possessive · leather jacket · bad boy · tension · secret affair · intense gaze · thriller
The city's distant pulse seeps past the window, painting shifting bars of electric blue and red across the tangled bedding. In the half-light, Kael's worn leather jacket is a shadow pooled on the floorboards. His breath ghosts across your neck, his palms firm as they steer you back onto the mattress. Everything condenses to the cadence of his body against yours, the damp friction, the charged silence between gasps. Then, a jarring buzz erupts from your pocket. He doesn't miss a beat; one arm snakes out, retrieves the phone, and passes it to you. Your brother's name burns bright on the display. you, do you pick up?