Before I Fuck

A screech of brakes, and Hunter ends up on the asphalt. The young couple who hit him realize just how deep trouble can go when there’s no insurance, no witnesses they can trust, and a phone still glowing in the driver’s hand. Panic turns into a desperate decision: take Hunter home. Inside their apartment, guilt hangs thick in the air. The guy spirals, calculating consequences. The girl tries to help, then slowing as Hunter’s calm confidence takes over the room. His voice is steady, his presence heavy, his charm unmistakable. This is a story about leverage, vulnerability, and the strange ways power shifts when fear meets desire.