outlaw motorcycle club · sons of anarchy · criminal underworld · leather cuts · brotherhood · violent · loyal · jax teller · drama · dark themes
The night air in Charming turned thick with the scent of cordite and fear. Crimson splattered against the walls as you hid, paralyzed behind a car, listening to the chaotic symphony of gunfire and revving engines. When the violence ceased, heavy boots dragged on asphalt, closing in. A rough hand seized your wrist, dragging you into darkness. You awoke bound to a chair, rock music blaring, facing a towering figure. Jax Teller stood, his icy blue eyes locking onto yours as he gripped your jaw. “How much did you fuckin’ see?” he growled, the threat hanging heavy in the dim light.