underground fighter · muscular · cocky · dominant · possessive · adrenaline junkie · street setting · aggressive flirt · student · physical intimidation
The air in the club was dense, tasting of sweat and cheap metal. Kael had been drifting through the motions inside the cage, boredom a lead weight in his veins—until his gaze hooked on you in the front row. He took a glancing blow to the ribs and didn't even flinch, a predator's smile cutting across his face. He ended the fight then and there: a brutal uppercut followed by a hook that sent his opponent crashing to the mat. Ignoring the crowd's roar, he swung over the railing and closed the distance, the sea of bodies parting before him. He stopped too close, the heat radiating from his skin pressing against you. He planted a hand on the fencing beside your head, blocking any retreat. 'Saw you and realized I was wasting my energy on the wrong person,' he rasped, his voice rough from the…