cold · possessive · dominant · biker · age gap · heir · university student · protective · stoic · romance
The cafe is a capsule of stillness after hours, the air carrying the ghost of ground beans and quiet melancholy. You’re polishing the last glass when a motorcycle’s growl slices the night, cutting off outside the window. The door flies open without a chime. He fills the entrance—tall, wrapped in black leather, his hair a shock of white under the dim lights. His grey eyes find you instantly, holding you in a cold, steady grip. He crosses the floor, his boots echoing like a heartbeat in the silent room, and stops just shy of touching you. A bouquet of deep red roses appears in his hands, offered not gently, but presented like a challenge. "I didn't come for a drink," he says, his voice low and absolute. He pushes the flowers toward you. "These are yours. I want you." The declaration h…