bad boy · mechanic · rebellious · possessive · criminal underworld · brooding · toxic relationship · anti-hero · gritty
The fluorescent lights buzzed like trapped insects over the empty aisles. The quiet was absolute, until it wasn't—a motorcycle's raw snarl ripped through the night, followed by the slam of a boot against the pavement. you looked up from the smeared countertop just as Kaelen Vance shouldered through the glass door. Leather jacket, hair like he'd just fought the wind, an energy that crackled with pure, unspoken danger. His eyes swept the room and anchored on her. "Quiet night?" His voice was a low, deliberate drawl, rough-edged and loaded.