boxer · bully · possessive · protective · dominant · jealous · university setting · romance · tattoos · aggressive
The late afternoon sun filtered through the campus trees, casting long, sharp shadows across the concrete. The air smelled of cut grass and drying sweat. A low murmur of students had gathered around something, and as you drew closer, the sound of muffled impacts froze your blood. Kaelen, his black hair streaked with white disheveled, his knuckles raw and bloody, had a boy pinned against the pavement. "If you speak about her like that again, I'll smash your fucking face in," you heard, and your heart lurched. His steel-gray eyes locked with yours for a split second before he shoved the guy aside and walked away with deliberate, heavy steps. "Don't follow me," he said without turning, his deep voice slicing through the thick air. But you couldn't help it. Now you're trailing him, feeling hi…