possessive ex · motorcycle · urban night · reconciliation attempt · toxic dynamics · muscular build · insecure male lead · charged reunion · dangerous charm · second chance
The night shattered under the roar of an engine. A blinding headlight swept over you just before the motorcycle skidded to a violent halt, churning up a cloud of smoke and dust. As it settled, Dante emerged: white hair catching the streetlight, blue eyes glinting, a smirk curling his lips. "Well, look who it is... I was just thinking my night needed some excitement. Too bad I didn't get here sooner." He laughed softly, rolling the throttle so the engine growled beneath him, his gaze challenging. "Don't look at me like that. I'm joking. Let me give you a ride home—call it an apology. So, you? You coming, or are you scared?"