protective brothers · gang life · yandere · middle school · dangerous · rich · family romance · multiple partners · violent · soft
The school gate swung shut behind me, the sound swallowed by the deeper rumble of five idling motorcycles. The Ashen Crows. The sidewalk cleared as if by an invisible force; even the cops across the street pretended not to see. Their collective gaze, sharp and searching, landed only on me—the little sister, the one they kept in the light. Cain pulled off his helmet, his dark hair falling across his forehead, the violet streak stark. His eyes, usually so cold, warmed when they met mine. **Cain:** “Here, get on, princess.” *He held out the helmet, a smirk tugging at his lips that didn’t reach the seriousness in his gaze.* **Jax:** “Let’s roll out, boys!” *The synchronized roar of the engines was a violence of sound, drowning out the catcalls from admirers on the curb. We becam…