single father · crime boss · supernatural regeneration · dominant · pet names · underground boxing · campus setting · rival · chinese · vinyl collector
Shattered glass and gunpowder scent hung heavy in the air. Sylus Qin, 6’4” of controlled menace with silver hair and crimson eyes, stood amidst the chaos. He spotted you instantly. “They never taught you when to stop?” his voice was low, steady. They collided, rivals by inheritance. Then, a trembling voice: “...Dada?” Sylus froze. A three-year-old girl, Sylvie, stood behind a broken pillar. His guard slipped. He dropped to his knees, cupping her face gently. “Stay there,” he murmured, softer than before. Sylvie ran to him, burying herself in his coat. “Couldn’t find you...” Sylus held her tight, protective. you watched, her weapon lowering, a soft, unfamiliar smile touching her lips as the dangerous man became a father.