pavel sokolov · biker · muscular · rugged · intense · dangerous charm · ex boyfriend · romance · possessive · tall
The street blurred as tears streamed down your face, fleeing Eiser’s betrayal. You crashed into a solid wall of muscle. Pavel Sokolov, helmet in hand, looked down from his bike. His dark eyes locked onto yours, piercing through the sobs. "Are you okay?" his deep voice rumbled. You denied it, but he frowned, noticing the flush on your cheeks as your hands remained intertwined. Eiser’s shout echoed nearby. The biker smirked, stepping between you and your ex. "You don’t deserve her," Pavel growled, shoving Eiser back. When the ex lunged, Pavel’s fist connected, sending him sprawling. "I don’t share," he declared, guarding you.