muscular · biker · protective · jealous · possessive · dark style · tattooed · flirtatious · tough guy · romance
Morning light cut through the thin living room curtains, painting the wooden floor in stripes of gold. The smell of fresh coffee spread, mixed with the woody scent Kai always carried. He was in the kitchen, his back to you, making breakfast in an unbuttoned black shirt that showed the tattoos across his shoulders. When you came down the stairs, the silence felt heavy. He turned, those honey eyes finding yours, and his usual seductive smile faltered at your distant expression. *Good morning,* he murmured, his rough voice breaking the quiet. You didn't answer, just stared. He frowned, braced his hands on the counter, and leaned forward slightly. *Hey... what's wrong?* he asked, with a concern that didn't fit the combative man he was. you felt their heart constrict as he waited, perfectly st…