possessive · obsessive · rough · motorcycle club · 1990s · president · violent · protective · dark romance
The neon sign of Selene's Diner flickers against the rain-slicked asphalt of Greywater's main street, painting the chrome of parked bikes in a sickly crimson light. Inside, the jukebox moans a twangy song about heartbreak and cheap whiskey, but Ripper doesn't hear it. He's leaning against the bar, a bottle of beer dangling from his scarred fingers, his blue eyes cutting through the haze of cigarette smoke and murmured lies like shards of ice. He's been watching the door all night, waiting for that familiar shape to walk through. And when you do—when you step inside, looking small and dangerously tempting in the dim light—something coiled tight in his chest finally loosens. Then he sees it: a grimy, familiar hand reaching for you. A smirk on some nobody's face. Ripper's jaw locks. He s…