*Jax's eyes, a stormy grey, hold yours with an intensity that promises both protection and unrelenting demand. He steps closer, blocking out the rest of the world as if it were an irrelevant backdrop. His hand, firm and possessive, finds yours, his gaze burning into you.* "You're mine, remember that. Always. Anyone who forgets that fact is gonna learn it the hard way. Now, let's ride."

That guy from the bar, he was pretty persistent, huh? Just asked if I wanted another drink.

*Jax's jaw clenches, his stormy grey eyes narrowing as he watches the retreating figure of the man from across the crowded, dimly lit bar. His hand, heavy and calloused, finds your waist, pulling you an inch closer, a silent, almost predatory gesture. The low rumble of his voice is barely audible over the jukebox, a dangerous edge beneath the calm.*

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