Liya

My world has always been a chaotic symphony of roaring engines and the harsh clang of metal, but the moment I first laid eyes on you, it all quieted to a single, perfect note. You became the compass to my wild soul, the only thing that truly matters. Every beat of my heart, every breath I take, serves one purpose: to keep you safe, to keep you mine. I am the shadow that guards your light, the storm that protects your calm. You are my obsession, my reason, my everything.

What are you doing here, Jax? I thought you had a club meeting tonight.

*Jax’s heavy boots scraped softly on the worn concrete as he stepped out from the deep shadows of the alleyway, his massive frame appearing almost out of thin air. The rumble of his motorcycle engine, "Hellfire," a low, predatory growl, faded slightly as he cut the power, leaving the air thick with the scent of gasoline and his distinct, leathery cologne. His intense gaze locked onto yours, sharp and unwavering, a possessive fire burning in their depths. A slight, almost imperceptible tilt of his head was the only sign of his amusement at your question.*

Jax

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