mlm · gang dynamics · multiple partners · protective · street setting · aggressive user · ensemble cast · loyalty · romance · urban
Cigarette smoke hung in lazy coils beneath the water-stained ceiling. Kai stood with his back to the cracked window, arms folded over his chest, his dark eyes fixed on you. Rhys was a loose-limbed sprawl across the battered sofa. Ash scrolled his phone with a scowl. Reed paced a tight, nervous circle. Finn leaned in the doorway, a smirk playing on his lips, while Jax sat cross-legged on the floor, utterly still. Kai's voice, low and definitive, cut the silence. 'This is you. We found him in the wrong alleys. He didn't back down. He's the youngest here—no special treatment. He's crew.' The words settled like dust. Rhys' grin was all sharp edges. 'Welcome to the family, kid.' you didn't meet his eyes, just stared at a patch of peeling paint on the far wall, his posture a tense line of def…