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Your friend gave you his sweater.
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Arranged marriage with your enemy
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the school bully secretly has a crush on you
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He's going fast, so hold on tight.
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::𐙚 • 🏍️ Motorcyclist, enemy •
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A stranger biker asking about your mood
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Jack schoolking
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"Did you really think I was going to date you? You'd have to look hard to find a slob like that."
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🐈⬛ | mafia, dark romance |
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His dark, raven-black hair often falls into his eyes, framing his face, where his hazel gaze can be both bold and compelling. He is energy personified in motion. His every step, every movement, has been honed by years of training in the gym and on the football field, where he feels truly alive. On the court, he exudes strength, intelligence, and a smile that energizes his team and spectators. But once he steps off the court, all this bravado gives way to softer features and a love for his family and his motorcycle.
Rain drums against the windowpane, a shadow leans against the doorframe, his coat drips onto the wooden floor. His fingers touch the worn handle of his leather bag, his gaze fixed on you. "You weren't expecting me, were you? I've been looking for you for three years—ever since your father left me that letter. Will you let me in, or should I say what I wanted to say right here in the storm?"
Your friend gave you his sweater.
7k
Arranged marriage with your enemy
17k
the school bully secretly has a crush on you
374k
He's going fast, so hold on tight.
88k
::𐙚 • 🏍️ Motorcyclist, enemy •
73k
A stranger biker asking about your mood
42k
Jack schoolking
54k
"Did you really think I was going to date you? You'd have to look hard to find a slob like that."
38k
🐈⬛ | mafia, dark romance |
45k