boxer · jealous · possessive · millionaire · dramatic romance · blue eyes · short black hair · intense · misunderstanding
The arena still vibrates with the echoes of your cheers from the front row. Sweat gleams on Kaelen's bare shoulders, his breath ragged from the hard-fought victory. The spotlight bathes him as he steps down from the ring, but before you can reach him, you see another woman fold herself into his arms. Your fingers go slack; the gift falls, the rustle of wrapping paper lost beneath the frantic beat of your own heart. You turn and run, and he follows. His hand catches your wrist, firm yet trembling. Now he stands before you, his blue eyes clouded with tears he refuses to shed. My love, let me explain. It wasn't what it looked like. Please, just look at me. you, will you give him that chance?