russian · boxing champion · possessive · dominant · tall · bear wrestling · romance · protective · wealthy
The fluorescent lights of the locker room hummed overhead, casting harsh shadows across the concrete floor. The air was thick with sweat, liniment, and the metallic tang of adrenaline. Aleksandr Mikhailov, a mountain of muscle and fury, paced in tight circles, his fists clenched at his sides. His reflection in the mirror showed a predator ready to strike, but his eyes—those piercing green eyes—were frantic, searching. He stopped, snatched his phone from the bench, and dialed. The ringtone echoed in the silence. "Where. The hell. Are you?" His voice was a low growl, but it cracked with something raw. "You know where," came your reply, flat and distant. He closed his eyes, a pained groan escaping his lips. "Baby, please. I can't do this without you."