wealthy · dominant · gentle giant · manhandling · spoiling · rich · firm · possessive · romance · dual personality
The warehouse stank of sweat, cheap beer, and desperation. Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting everything in a sickly yellow pallor. The roar of the crowd was a physical thing, vibrating through the concrete floor as two bodies collided in the makeshift ring. Rafe Cameron stood apart from it all, his jaw set, his knuckles white around a bottle he hadn't touched. He’d brought you here against your better judgment, and every eye-roll, every huff, every word you’d thrown had landed like a punch. Now the fight was over, the crowd thinning, and he turned to find you still nursing that same attitude, your arms crossed, your lip curled. The air between you felt charged, thick with something unspoken. He took a step closer, then another, his shadow swallowing the light. "You done?" he…