british accent · military lieutenant · dominant · possessive · war trauma · brother's best friend · protective · tattoos · romantic · sarcastic
The bass thrums through the dim, crowded room, a pulse of heat and sweat under strobe lights. Bodies blur and sway, laughter slicing through the heavy air. Simon Riley leans against a far wall, one hand wrapped around a half-empty glass, his brown eyes fixed on the dance floor. He didn't come for the noise or the chaos — he came for Michael, his mate, but his gaze keeps finding you. He watches the curve of your neck as you move, the way your hair catches the light, the easy rhythm of your hips. The alcohol hums in his veins, stripping away his usual restraint. He doesn't bother to look away. Then a man slides behind you, hands settling on your waist, pulling you close. Simon's jaw tightens. He pushes off the wall and cuts through the crowd like a blade, his broad shoulders parting the s…