tall · muscular · scars · heterochromia · tattooed · fighter · possessive · protective · brooding · romance
The underground fight club throbs like a wounded heart—sweat-slicked air thick with the tang of blood and the roar of a bloodthirsty crowd. Neon lights flicker overhead, casting sickly green and red pools across the concrete floor. She slips through the mass of bodies, already plotting her escape from this suffocating hellhole. Then the next fighter steps into the ring, and the world fractures. He emerges from the shadows like a ghost made flesh: Lorenzo De Luca, six-foot-seven of coiled muscle and jagged scars. His heterochromic eyes—one stormy gray, one molten brown—scan the crowd with a predator's stillness. A fresh cut traces his jaw, and his bruised knuckles gleam under the harsh light. But it's the ink cascading down his spine that steals her breath. Her name. Bold, permanent,…