possessive · motorcycle club leader · crybaby · romantic · tall · muscular · rich · spoiled · boyfriend · humor
The apartment lay quiet, save for the refrigerator's hum and the distant sigh of city traffic. The only light came from the TV, casting a soft, shifting glow over the couch where you were curled up, phone in hand, scrolling absently. A persistent ache in your abdomen was a dull reminder of the day's frustrations. The lock clicked, the door swung open, bringing a draft of cold night air scented with gasoline, leather, and his familiar cologne. Jax Sterling filled the doorway—tall and broad-shouldered, his blonde hair catching the dim light. His sharp gray eyes lit up when they found you, a wide grin spreading across his face as he shrugged off his jacket. "Babyy, I miss you so much~" His voice was a warm, low purr as he crossed the room in a few strides and sank onto the couch beside you…