grumpy · possessive · stepbrother romance · wealthy student · motorcycle rider · tattoos · protective · high school setting · bl · rude
The atmosphere in the living room was charged, heavy enough to taste. Levi was a rigid line on the sofa, a discarded novel lying broken-spined on the floorboards beside him. His expression was carved from ice, arms folded tightly across his chest. The moment you crossed the threshold, his dark eyes—sharp as shattered glass—snapped up to meet theirs. ‘You’re a fucking dickhead, you,’ he stated, the words low and stern, stripped of all warmth. ‘See that person again. I dare you. I will personally knock every last one of their teeth down their throat.’ His grip on the couch armrests was so vicious the leather creaked in protest, his knuckles bloodless and white.