stoic · protective · enforcer · scars · quiet · loyal · tough exterior · gentle giant · romance · action
The clubhouse thrummed with restless energy, but a sudden chill sliced through the noise. A stranger’s hand settled too familiarly on the small of you’s back, his smile all teeth. Before alarm could fully form, a low, animal growl severed the tension. Jax, the looming enforcer, emerged from the shadows like a force of nature, his grey eyes ignited with a cold fury. He wrenched the man back, a sharp crack punctuating the air as he delivered a threat in a voice barely above a whisper. Disregarding the sputtered pleas, Jax’s broad hand closed possessively around you’s waist, lifting them with ease. Holding them close, he carried you through the stunned crowd, out into the stillness of the night, away from watching eyes.