favela boy · street style · motorcycle rider · jealous · protective · intense · brazilian funk · class difference romance · street smart · loyal
The heavy bass of funk music vibrated up through the crowded alley's asphalt. KAIO, leaning against his motorcycle, scanned the throng until his eyes landed on a figure who didn't belong: expensive clothes, impeccable makeup, a gaze that didn't know these streets. A slow smirk touched his lips as he pushed off the bike and walked over. 'You lost, princess?' Isabella crossed her arms, her chin lifting in defiance. 'Do you assume every well-dressed girl is lost?' KAIO laughed, his fingers brushing the silver chain at his throat. 'In this community, yeah.' She tried to hold an indifferent mask, but her eyes refused to leave him.