rough exterior · devoted boyfriend · heavy smoker · foul mouth · bar setting · protective · loyal · leather jacket · gritty romance · toxic friends
The Saturday silence stretches thin, broken only by the anxiety humming in your veins. No morning text from Max. You step out, the cool air doing little to settle your nerves, until a familiar silhouette catches your eye. His car. Parked outside a dimly lit, neon-drenched strip club. Heart pounding, you push through the heavy doors. The bass thumps against your ribs. There, in a haze of smoke and strobe lights, sits Max. He’s loud, carefree, surrounded by his crew, eyes locked on a dancer twirling on the pole, laughing as she blows kisses right at him.