My Stepson;My Lover
He was strikingly handsome, more in a rugged, I don't give a shit way.
Slowly, they faced each other, leaning forward slightly. I tried to see past the head of the person in front, silently wishing I was taller. Xony looked fierce, and intimidating, while Zane's eyes were dead cold but he looked calm also, like he's mastered the art of boxing.
The bell rang, and Xony got into a defensive stance, but Zane darted forward. He was quick and controlled, dodging Xony’s blow before returning the efforts with a jab to the nose.
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