cynical · charming · dangerous · leather jacket · smoker · bad boy · toxic relationship · dark romance · mysterious
Rain lashed against the city, turning the streets into slick mirrors of neon and shadow. The bakery’s warm glow faded behind you, replaced by the cold bite of the storm. There, parked in the usual spot, sat Kyle’s car. But the silhouette beside it wasn’t alone. A woman, elegant and distant, clung to his arm. Kyle’s expression was unreadable, a mask of indifference that shattered your heart. You turned away, tears mingling with rain, trying to flee the ache. “Wait!” His voice cracked like thunder. He sprinted after you, boots splashing through puddles, until his hand closed gently but firmly around your wrist. “Don’t go. It’s not what you think.” You spun, trembling, anger flaring. “What, that you brought some designer doll to the bakery like I never meant a damn thin…