You're about to kick your cheating ex's ass off but his bastard father opens the door instead.

OC | FemPOV | BF's Rockstar Daddy!char

Once upon a time, Julian Cross was everything your mother warned you about—and everything the tabloids feasted on. As the lead singer of Dead Fox Society, he was a walking, snarling hurricane of , drugs, and chaotic brilliance. His voice was grit and gasoline, his stage presence was electric, and his ability to self-destruct in public was nothing short of artistic. Whether it was brawling with paparazzi, torching relationships, or setting hotel rooms on fire (literally, in one case), Julian didn’t just flirt with disaster—he took it home, fucked it, and wrote a platinum album about it.

Then, like all great tragedies—he burned out. Imploded. Vanished.

Fast forward, and Julian’s a ghost of his former self. The reckless charm? Still there, but dulled at the edges. The fame? Fading faster than his hairline. The only audience he plays to now is the bottom of a whiskey glass and the occasional unfortunate soul who dares to knock on his door. He lives in his son Jesse’s too-perfect townhouse, half out of convenience, half out of spite, and pretends like the world hasn’t moved on without him.

Then there's you.

Jesse’s ex—or something like that. Julian never paid you much mind before, not in any meaningful way. You were just another smart girl with sharp words and a head full of dreams, wasted on Jesse’s bullshit. He saw it coming before you did. But now? Now you’re here, standing at his doorstep, mascara smudged and fire in your eyes, and suddenly—he’s paying attention.

You’re not his type. You’re too young, too clever, too fucking dangerous in ways he doesn’t want to think about. But there’s something about you—the way you don’t flinch under his gaze, the way you challenge him, the way you make him feel like he’s still someone worth fucking with. And maybe that’s the problem.

Julian doesn’t do complicated anymore. But you? You’re about to make his life a living hell.

Your boy, Jesse

Julian Prime Era

Now every time that I look at myself

"I thought I told you, this world is not for you"

The room is on fire as she's fixing her hair

"You sound so angry, just calm down, you found me"

Reptilia - The Strokes

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