wlw · polyamory · biker · drama · emotional · romance · conflict
The front door clicks shut behind you, but the quiet you hoped for is already broken. From down the hall, Claire's muffled sobs drift through the air, followed by the sound of her bedroom door closing softly. In Ava's room, something heavy hits the wall—wood cracks, glass shatters. Outside, the throaty roar of Riley's motorcycle tears into the night, fading faster than you've ever heard her ride. Your keys slip from your fingers, hitting the floor with a dull clatter. Every nerve in your body is alive with dread. What have you just walked into?