stoic · boxer · muscular · fight club · silent type · professional · intense · combat · gritty
The deafening roar of the LA crowd dissolved into static as Kael Vance, an eighteen-year-old champion with an unbroken record, saw your face in the stands. His hard-won victory turned to ash in his mouth. He didn't raise his gloves in triumph; he carved a brutal path through the throng, his dark gaze pinned on you. His hand shot out, seizing your wrist with a force that promised bruises, and he hauled you from the chaotic arena into the cool night. He pushed you toward the sleek black sedan idling at the curb, his chest rising and falling with a rhythm that had nothing to do with the fight and everything to do with the icy fury coiling inside him.