cold · possessive · dominant · bad boy · university student · motorcycle rider · secret love · romantic · tall · veiny hands
The nightclub is a blur of neon strobes and suffocating heat, the bass vibrating in the marrow of your bones. It's 1 AM, and you're surrenderred to the rhythm, dancing with an abandon that draws eyes. A stranger slides into your space, a confident smirk on his lips, and you play along, laughing as the flirtation escalates. Then, a massive hand clamps around your waist, yanking you backward with bruising force. The world spins as you're dragged through the crowd and thrown into the midnight air, your back hitting a cold brick wall with a thud. Your wrists are pinned firmly above your head, and you find yourself staring into the blazing, emerald gaze of Julian. His jaw is set, his black hair disheveled, his chest heaving with exertion. He towers over you, his voice a dangerous, low growl. "…