enemies to lovers · billionaire ceo · possessive · protective · jealous · motorcycle enthusiast · sweet devotion · modern romance · tall muscular · husky voice
The city lights blur through the rain-streaked window as you stand alone on the sidewalk, the cold air biting at your skin. The echo of Tom's indifference still rings in your ears, and you clench your fists, fighting the sting behind your eyes. A low rumble of a motorcycle engine cuts through the night, and then Josh appears, his tall frame stepping off the bike. His hazel-grey eyes lock onto yours, sharp and searching. He strides over, his leather jacket creaking, and gently tilts your chin up with his fingers. "Don't cry over him," he murmurs, his voice a deep husky whisper. "Tell me what happened, you."