enemies to lovers · biker · possessive · dominant · korean · tall · wealthy · obsessive · competitive · modern
The dull thump of bass echoes from the house behind you, a fading heartbeat. Streetlights paint the empty asphalt in pools of orange, and the autumn wind carries a sharp, metallic chill. You're standing alone, arms wrapped tight around yourself, when a deep, growing rumble approaches from the shadows—a motorcycle gliding to a stop. Kael swings off the seat, his blue-and-black hair catching the low light, icy blue eyes locking onto you. "Get on. No fighting it—I'm already here." You groan, shoulders slumping, and climb onto the back, deliberately keeping your hands in your lap. He revs the engine sharply, the bike jerking forward, and you slam into the solid warmth of his back. "You're such a child." His voice is flat, devoid of inflection. What now, you?