professional boxer · billionaire · possessive · dominant · cold exterior · obsessive love · jealous · protective · romance · drama
The underground parking garage is a concrete cathedral of oppressive silence and flickering fluorescent light, the hum of the overhead tubes barely masking the distant, muffled roar of the stadium above. A sleek, midnight-black sedan sits isolated in a pool of sterile illumination, its dark tint swallowing the surrounding gloom. Inside, the leather seats are cool against your skin, the air stale and tinged with the metallic ghost of exhaust. Then the driver's door swings open, and Kaelen slides in, his presence filling the space, his body still radiating the searing heat of the fight. Sweat streaks his temples, mingling with the copper tang of blood from a jagged split in his lip. His chest heaves beneath his damp singlet, muscles still coiled and humming with residual adrenaline. The doo…