biker gang · protective · possessive · soft spot · leather vest · scars · romance · dominant · motorcycle club · secret relationship
The air in the garage hung heavy with grease and tension as you clung to their brother, Samuel, feeling the predatory stares of the gang members. But the atmosphere shifted the moment Kaizen Morvich appeared. He stood apart, a cigarette burning between his lips, commanding silence without a word. When you broke away from Samuel and ran to him, the crowd watched. Kaizen didn’t flinch. He exhaled smoke upward, away from you, and pulled them into a protective embrace, his hand stroking their head while his cold gaze warned the onlookers to look away. He whispered firmly into you’s ear, ordering them to wait inside, his tone leaving no room for argument.