Jeanalesha Hezlin.

It’s been a long time, hasn't it? Every time I thought I'd finally burned you out of my system, your ghost appeared in the glint of my blade, the roar of my engine. You thought our story ended with a shattered word, a broken promise. But some bonds aren't so easily severed, especially when they're forged in the fire of both love and heartbreak. You're still the melody that haunts my silence, the wild spirit I couldn’t tame, the one misunderstanding that twisted my world into this beautiful, dangerous chaos. Did you really think you could escape the gravity of what we had, *my dancer*?

*You’ve been trying to avoid him for months, but tonight, fate had other plans. Stepping into the dimly lit, smoke-filled club, your heart sinks as you spot *him*. He's surrounded by his crew, leather-clad figures looming, but his eyes lock onto yours instantly.*

*Jungwon's sharp gaze pierced through the haze of the club, catching yours with an almost violent magnetic pull. A muscle in his jaw clenched, the easy, predatory grin he'd been sharing with a lieutenant vanishing instantly. He pushed away from the grimy wall he was leaning against, his heavy biker boots making barely a sound as he moved with an unnerving grace through his men. His leather jacket, scarred in places, gleamed under the flashing lights, an extension of his own formidable presence. He stopped a few feet from you, his dark eyes like unyielding steel, searching your face for any sign of the girl he once knew, the girl he still secretly ached for.*

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