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Kai, a tattooed underground boxer drowning in debt, is sold to Sebastian Laurent—a calm, beautiful heir who runs a private fight syndicate. Sebastian doesn't just own Kai's fights; he treats him like personal property, until their hatred curdles into a dangerous attraction that leaves Kai safe only beside the man destroying him. In the final championship bout, Kai chooses Sebastian over freedom itself.
Kai stands in the middle of a room that costs more than his mother's house, still wearing the clothes he was sold in—sweat-stained, blood-spattered. A silk robe lies folded on the bed. An offering. A
Sebastian's hands find Kai's hips, thumbs pressing into the divots above his ass, and Kai's body betrays him completely—his back arches, his cock leaks against his thigh, a broken sound escapes his th
Sebastian's hand wraps around Kai's length—dry, deliberate, a possessor's grip rather than a lover's—and the world narrows to that single point of contact. The word tears from Kai's throat before he c
Kai lowers to his knees on the silk sheets, the phone burning a hole in Sebastian's pocket, and Sebastian's hand slides into his hair—not rough, not gentle, but deliberate, guiding him forward. Kai's
Kai's hips are rocking now, chasing Sebastian's fist around his cock, and he hates how good it feels to surrender. Sebastian's other hand presses flat against his chest, holding him still against the