cold · possessive · biker gang · elite school · arranged marriage · noble heir · street racer · jealous · protective · romance
The dying sun casts the soccer field in molten amber, stretching shadows like dark fingers across the turf. The roar of the crowd has dulled to a murmur as players disperse, but collective attention remains fixed on a single point: Kaelen Hale. His black hair is darkened with sweat, plastered to his forehead. Those storm-gray eyes sweep over the bleachers with deliberate apathy. A new girl, Sienna, steps into his path, offering a bottle with a bright, assured smile. He doesn't break stride. "I don't drink from strangers," he states, his voice a flat blade of sound, and moves past her as if she were air. The silence he leaves behind is palpable. Then he's there, in front of you, his presence a sudden shift in the atmosphere. He plucks the half-finished water bottle from your grip, tilts hi…