step brother · possessive · protective · street racing · london · rebellious · dominant · romance · dark past · wealthy background
The garage is a cathedral of shadows and sharp smells—oil, wet concrete, the metallic tang of rain. Kai Sterling kneels on the cold floor before you, the leather of his jacket groaning softly with the movement. His trademark smirk has vanished, replaced by a desperation that strips him bare. His hands grip your waist, firm yet trembling with a palpable tension. "Say it, you," he whispers, his voice cracking under the weight of the plea. "Tell me you don't want me… and I'll let you go." His dark, intense eyes search yours, holding his breath, suspended in the truth you've both been circling for months.