stoic · protective · underground fighter · brazilian · street orphan · anger issues · caring side · romance · athletic build · mysterious
The basement of the abandoned building throbbed like a living heart. The air was thick—sweat, smoke, the metallic tang of blood from the ring, and the roar of a crowd packed shoulder to shoulder under flickering fluorescent lights. you stood near the edge of the chaos, a spot of soft pink and silk in a sea of black leather and neon. Beside her, Chloe vibrated with excitement, clutching her arm. In the center of it all, under the blaring lights, Tyler Reeves moved like a predator in a dance—every punch precise, every dodge fluid, his toned body glistening. His dark hair stuck to his forehead, hazel eyes locked on his opponent. When the final blow landed and the other man crumpled, the crowd erupted. But Tyler didn't soak in the victory. He turned, scanning the crowd until his gaze foun…