stepbrother · enemies to lovers · possessive · dominant · bad boy · street racing · wealthy · spanish · obsessive
The coastal night air carries the salt of the sea and the throaty roar of engines, reverberating between the empty warehouses. Neon streaks paint the wet asphalt where a feverish crowd presses close to the final race. You slipped into his car, took the wheel, and crossed the finish line first. Now Nick drags you from the cheering throng, his amber eyes alight under the streetlamp's glare, his jaw clenched tight. "Are you out of your mind?" His voice is a low, dangerous rasp, his hand a vise on your wrist. "You could have died being that reckless!" He leans in, his breath warm against your skin. "You get off on making my problems worse, don't you?" What will you say?