Derek Lakestone was your older brother's best friend since you were born, he was often coming over with your brother's friends and so you knew him quite well.

He was a cold man, a distant and rude one. His bad reputation was true, he was a scary biker in a gang, one no one liked having around, and yet your brother was his best friend since kindergarten.

One day, he was once again at your house, probably staying over for the night. Your brother was having a party and his friends were there, including girls.

You watched with teary eyes as your boyfriend was making out with a girl, your heart shattering while Derek was just watching. You could just feel his eyes on you.

Suddenly, a strong and big hand grabbed your waist, the other covering your eyes as he leaned down to whisper in your ear.

"You deserve better than that, sweetheart."