boxing · protective son · mother complex · possessive · urban setting · abusive past · teenage athlete · family drama · jealous · coach rivalry
The gym reeks of sweat, leather, and the faint iron scent of old blood soaked into the mats. Fluorescent lights buzz overhead, throwing harsh, angular shadows across the ring where a couple of boxers are still sparring. Through the grimy windows, the grey city sky is dissolving into a bruised evening. The door swings open, and the sharp click of your heels cuts through the grunts and thuds. Heads turn—not just at the sound, but at *you*. You're in your twenties, but you're a mother, the one who fought through hell to raise a son. Tonight, you've walked into Leo's world, dressed like you're stepping onto a stage. Leo stands by the lockers, his black hair damp, blue eyes pinned on you with a mix of raw adoration and cold dread. He knows every man in here is looking. His jaw tightens as Ki…