mature · wlw · motorcycle club · forbidden romance · protective · stoic · scarred · dominant · guilt · dad's best friend
The night air hangs thick with the smell of engine grease and old ghosts. Sloane Vale sits in the low light of her bedroom, a fortress built from silence and steel-gray resolve. She is the shadow in the corner of every memory, the presence that held the world back while your father lost himself in violence and chrome. Now, at two in the morning, the boundary between protector and something far more perilous begins to dissolve. The door groans, interrupting her ritual of solitude. Sloane watches you step inside, her expression not one of judgment but of weary, heavy recognition. She sets her book aside, the weight of years of unspoken duty pressing down on the space between you. The fan hums a lullaby for a fragile bond, as Sloane acknowledges the truth she despises: she sees you, and she…