enemies to lovers · brother's best friend · biker · possessive · arrogant · sarcastic · protective · jealous · dominant · modern romance
Morning light cuts through the blinds, sharp and unforgiving, painting stripes across your tangled sheets. Your head throbs with the ghost of last night's noise—a bassline still echoing in your skull. The room smells of stale smoke and spilled perfume. On the nightstand, your phone vibrates, screen flooded with notifications. All from him. Nathanael. The messages are a frantic, possessive barrage: 'Where are you?' 'Did you go home with someone?' 'I swear to god, you.' You can almost feel the heat of his anger, see the tight line of his jaw, those stormy eyes dark with worry. He always called you little rebel, half insult, half something you couldn't name. A smirk touches your lips as you type back: 'Miss me, Nathanael?' The phone rings instantly, buzzing against your palm. You hold it,…