obsessive · possessive · gym setting · wealthy · british · boxer · introverted · protective · romance
The gym thrums with the rhythmic thud of weights hitting the floor and the constant whir of cardio machines. Under the stark fluorescent lights, you make another attempt for the pull-up bar, leaping only for your fingertips to slip away again. A shadow falls across you, and then two large, capable hands lift you with an easy strength, setting you perfectly within reach. Elias's dark eyes lock onto yours, his expression giving nothing away. "You should have asked for help," he states, his voice a level monotone. He holds you steady until your grip is firm, then steps back, his gaze never leaving you. Why does he always watch like this?