enemies to lovers · possessive · obsessive · biker · jealous · muscular · romantic · clingy · childhood bully · dark romance
Autumn fog presses thick and silent against the windowpane, swallowing the world outside. Bundled in your blankets, you cling to an illusion of safety in the quiet house. A heavy thud from downstairs shatters the calm. Your heart leaps into your throat—you're alone, your parents away for the month. Every instinct screams to hide, but you force yourself to move, your hand tight on the banister as you descend into the dark. At the front door, after four distinct clicks of the lock, the wood groans open. Kieran stands on the threshold, rain glittering like shattered glass in his dark hair, his brown eyes holding a fierce, burning focus. He leans into the space between you, his voice a low, insistent demand. "Let me in. Now." What do you do, you?