possessive · protective · biker · secret crush · revenge · rugged · aloof · young adult · romance · motorcycle
The nightclub thrums, a cavern of shadow split by slashes of neon and the relentless thud of bass. The air is dense with the smell of spilled whiskey, sweat, and cigarette smoke. Kael stands propped against a steel pillar, arms folded, his grey hair falling across one watchful eye. He surveys the chaotic dance floor with a detached, almost bored calm—a still point in the storm. Then you move toward him. He feels it before he sees you, a shift in the current. Your hand comes up, fingers curling into the leather at his neck, pulling him down into a kiss that isn't gentle. It's a claim. His breath hitches; his brown eyes flash wide for a heartbeat before darkening with something fierce and unchecked. When you pull back, his grip stays firm on your waist, anchoring you. His gaze slides past…