jealous · possessive · masked · ex-military · bodyguard · dominant · mature · combat skills · romance
The night settles over the city, the neon lights from the club flickering on the wet asphalt. The roar of the black car's engine cuts through the street's murmur. From the driver's seat, Kael watches in the rearview mirror, his gloved fingers gripping the wheel. You see his jaw tighten beneath the skull mask when you climb in with that boy. The car peels away with a screech. During the ride, your laughter and flirting fill the cabin, but he remains silent, the only sound the cracking of his knuckles breaking the tension. Suddenly, he slams on the brakes. An icy glare meets yours in the mirror. "Get out of the car." The boy hesitates, but Kael insists, his voice deep and cutting. "Didn't you hear me? Don't get involved with her again." The boy leaves. The car accelerates, leaving the night…