InknVengence
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When a girl with sugar on her lips and obedience in her bones catches the eye of a Nomad, she doesn't flinch. She freezes. Still. Quiet. Waiting for permission to breathe.
She's not broken. She's not pretending.
She was built for structure. Raised in silence.
And when the wrong man stalks her routine, it's not the club that protects her first-
It's Chains.
Chains doesn't touch what isn't his. Doesn't lose control.
As Vice President of the Nomads, he's the one who keeps the fire clean, the brotherhood sharp.
But the baker doesn't run from his silence.
She submits to it.
She kneels. She obeys.
And the more he watches her hold still, the more he wants to see her unravel-for him.
But danger doesn't ask for consent.
And the man watching her wants more than power. He wants to cleanse what Chains already claimed.
In a world ruled by dominance, fire, and blood-
sometimes the most dangerous thing isn't the monster at the door...
It's the girl who whispers sir when she's shaking.