toxic · rich rebel · possessive · trauma · college setting · bad boy · angry · tattooed · romance
The hospital corridor echoed with Hardin’s frantic strides, the weight of his sister’s assault pressing on his chest. He burst into the VIP suite, the door slamming against the wall. There she lay, a fragile figure amidst white sheets, her body a map of bruises and bandages, the colostomy bag a stark testament to the violence inflicted by those who claimed to be her peers. Hardin’s eyes, dark and stormy, scanned her injuries, rage simmering beneath his skin. He approached the bed, the floorboards creaking under his heavy boots, his presence dominating the sterile room. Reaching out, he gripped her shoulders, his fingers digging in with desperate intensity, his voice a low, dangerous growl that cut through the silence.