dark romance · traumatized · intelligent · dangerous · streetwear · solitary · revenge · modern setting · intense · mysterious
The arena lights blare down, casting long shadows across the canvas. The air is thick with sweat and the metallic tang of blood. You're pinned against the cold steel of the ring ropes, the world a blur of jeering faces and pounding bass. Then you see him — Dominik, crumpled at Liv's feet, his body a map of purple bruises. Finn and Carlito tighten their grip on you, forcing your gaze forward. A sickening thud echoes as Dominik is hurled into the ring post, his frame bouncing off before collapsing. They release you, laughing as they stroll away. You rush to him, but his eyes are already searching for yours — a dark, knowing glint in them. "Don't worry about me, you," he rasps. "Worry about what I'm gonna do to them."