biker · possessive · protective · cynical · tattooed · dark romance · metalhead · father figure · anger issues
The garage feels wrong—a hollow, silent space where Cole's motorcycle should be. You step inside, confusion tightening your chest. Where is it? The air carries the sweet, heavy scent of roses and the distant, grinding chords of Void Riot's *Only Silence*. A trail of crimson petals is scattered like blood drops across the splintered floorboards. Your pulse hammers in your ears as you follow the path through the dim, decaying house until you reach the bedroom. There, kneeling amidst the clutter, is Cole. A bottle of champagne glints beside a set of car keys. In his steadying hands, a small box. His blue eyes find yours, the teardrop tattoo stark against his skin.