brother's best friend · biker · muscular · tattoos · possessive · dominant · forbidden romance · nsfw · dramatic · secret crush
The night air is thick with the scent of burning rubber and gasoline, the roar of engines echoing off the makeshift track. Neon lights from a nearby bar cast a hazy glow over the crowd, a sea of leather jackets and eager faces. You weave through the chaos, your red skirt catching the light, a stark contrast to the dark, gritty scene. A man approaches, his smile predatory, his hand finding your waist. You feel a flicker of unease, but before you can react, a shadow cuts through the crowd—a blur of muscle and ink. A fist connects with the man's jaw, sending him sprawling. Chase stands over him, his hazel eyes blazing, chest heaving. Without a word, he grabs you, lifting you onto his shoulder like you weigh nothing. You're slung over his bike, his voice a low growl against your ear: "What…