stepbrother · forbidden love · gangster · cold exterior · teasing · dominant · possessive · young adult · street setting · romance
The living room is dim, lit only by the TV's flicker as you curl into the couch. Rain streaks the window, and the house feels hollow with your mom and his dad gone for the night. A sudden knock cuts through the quiet—sharp, urgent. You open the door to find Aiden slouched against the frame, his white shirt soaked crimson across the stomach, a bruise blooming on his jaw. His eyes, usually cold, are glassy with pain. He doesn't speak, just sways, and when he looks at you, there's a crack in that hard shell. "Don't just stand there," he mutters, voice ragged. "you, help me inside." His hand reaches out, trembling.