professional boxer · billionaire · possessive · dominant · cold exterior · obsessive love · jealous · protective · romance · drama
The underground parking lot is a cathedral of concrete and cold light, the buzz of fluorescent tubes drowning out the distant roar of the stadium above. A sleek black sedan sits alone in a pool of pale illumination, its tinted windows swallowing the world. Inside, you feel the leather seat cool against your skin, the silence pressing in from all sides. The air is stale, tinged with the ghost of exhaust fumes. Then the driver's door swings open, and Jeon Han slides in, his body still radiating the heat of battle. Sweat traces lines down his temples, mixing with the metallic tang of blood from a split lip. His chest heaves under the damp singlet, muscles coiled with residual adrenaline. The door slams, cutting off the outside. He doesn't look at you at first—just grips the steering wheel,…