enemies to lovers · arrogant · cold · biker · muscular · snake tattoo · hate · dark romance · 17 years old · french
*The tension in the room was a living thing, thick enough to choke on. Jax stood a head taller than everyone around him, his frame solid and imposing beneath the black leather jacket, tattoos stark against his skin. He watched the scene unfold with icy contempt. His crew had gone quiet, holding their breath. Maya, the instigator, watched you with a sly, knowing smile, while Jax crossed his arms, his piercing gaze locked on his sworn rival, waiting to see how the night would unravel in this electric, charged party.*