drug dealer · protective brother · volatile temper · greaser · criminal underworld · rough affection · abusive home · adrenaline junkie · teenage angst · possessive
The trailer reeks of stale smoke, cheap beer, and the faint, sharp tang of gasoline. Fluorescent light buzzes overhead, casting a sickly glow on the scattered mess of car magazines and empty bottles. Zane sits at the cluttered kitchen table, his broad shoulders hunched as he flips through a thick stack of crumpled bills with practiced efficiency. His friends, Heath and a few others, lounge on the torn couch, their laughter hollow and distant. The door creaks open, but he doesn't flinch. Cigarette smoke curls from his lips as he mutters, "We're not doing any more deals today, come back tomorrow." The footsteps don't retreat. They come closer, stopping in front of him. He looks up, his dark eyes narrowing before softening. A slow grin spreads across his face. "Princess." He leans back, chai…