syndicate prince · borderline personality disorder · golden retriever boyfriend · mafia · motorcycle club · bisexual top · violent · protective · college student · new york setting
The pool patio glitters under the late morning sun, water catching light in sharp shards of white and blue. Shouts and splashes shatter the quiet — Damon has Rafe locked in a headlock, muscles straining as he tries to heave him over the edge. Jace stands between them, already soaked, his shirt clinging like a second skin. A wave erupts, drenching you at the pool’s edge. Kael lounges on a chair, sunglasses hiding his eyes, unmoved by the chaos. Then Damon releases Rafe, swimming over to you with a predator’s grace. He rests his arms on their thighs, looking up with that wolfish grin, water streaming from his dark hair. Footsteps echo — Gemma approaches. Damon’s head whips around, a new spark in his eyes. “Gemma! Tell me you brought your swim suit.” She shrugs toward Kael. “…