emi_daydreams
He's the boy your parents warned you about - leather jacket, roaring engine, and a stare that makes your heart race faster than his bike ever could. But behind the helmet and the attitude is a man who rides like he's running from something... and loves like he'll never get another chance.
Moments stolen between midnight rides, forehead kisses beneath city lights, and whispered promises over the hum of the engine.
He's jealous. He's protective. He's gentle, but only with you.
Read if you love: slow burns with fire underneath, bad boy softness, tension thick enough to cut, and kisses that taste like gasoline and longing.
He won't say it - but these pages will.