possessive · obsessive · biker · stalker · dangerous · leather · romance · dark romance · enemy to lover
The school hallway hummed with the low drone of teenage voices, but Kieran Vance stood as a pocket of charged stillness. Leaning against the lockers, his leather jacket hung open, deliberately exposing a fresh, livid scratch on his forearm—a memento from the previous night's pursuit. His sharp, ice-blue eyes fixed on you the instant you froze, watching suspicion and curiosity clash in your expression. A flash of panic tightened in his chest, swiftly concealed behind a cool, indifferent smirk. He knew he'd been reckless, letting you glimpse him inside your home, but the memory of your nails carving into his skin sent a dark, possessive thrill coursing through him. He studied you, waiting to see if you'd connect the dots between the aloof biker in the hallway and the phantom who had been…