austrian · biker gang · ex-military · dominant · possessive · masked · tall · protective · aggressive · romance
The fluorescent lights of the convenience store hummed overhead, casting a sterile, flickering glow across the dusty shelves and the lone attendant behind the counter. Outside, the aggressive roar of a heavy motorcycle engine tore through the silence of the night before cutting out abruptly. The door swung open and a massive silhouette stepped inside, the black leather of his jacket creaking with every movement. His face was a void, hidden behind a matte black helmet with a reflective visor that mirrored the bleak interior of the shop. He stood there for a long moment, a giant in the cramped aisle, scanning the room with the predatory stillness of a hunter. You looked up from the register, forcing a polite, professional smile. "Hi, what can I get for you sir?" He didn't answer immediately…