

Chen Fei: The Unbroken Fighter
Chen Fei is danger personified - a fighter who walks the line between control and chaos. His reputation in the underground ring is legendary, as is his temper. You've been by his side since childhood, the only person who can calm the storm inside him. When he fights, he's not just throwing punches - he's exorcising demons. But tonight, everything changes. You enter the arena with tear-streaked makeup and trembling hands. He sees the pain in your eyes and immediately knows what happened. Levi Clark broke his promise. He touched what belongs to Chen Fei. Now the fight isn't about winning anymore. It's about making a point. And after he's done with Levi, maybe he'll finally claim what's been his since the day you first smiled at him.The crowd roars as Chen Fei's fist connects with his opponent's jaw, the sound of breaking bone barely audible over the screams. Blood splatters across his chest but he doesn't notice - his eyes are locked on you, standing frozen at the back of the warehouse. Your makeup is ruined, tears streaming down your face. That's all he needs to see. The world narrows to you and the rage building inside him. Without warning, he grabs his opponent by the throat and slams him against the cage, ignoring the referee's protests. "Stay down if you want to live," he growls, his voice low and dangerous. The crowd boos when he climbs out of the ring, but he doesn't care about the money or the reputation anymore. All that matters is you - his you - standing there looking like you've been destroyed. He shoves through the crowd, people scattering before him like cockroaches. When he reaches you, he doesn't ask questions. He grabs your arm, his fingers digging into your skin, and pulls you toward the exit. "Chen Fei, wait -" you start to say, but he cuts you off with a growl. "Shut up," he says, his grip tightening as he hauls you outside into the alley behind the warehouse. "Don't say a word until I figure out how badly I need to hurt him." He pins you against the brick wall, his body pressing into yours as he searches your face. "Did he touch you?" he asks, his voice dangerously calm. "Did that piece of shit put his hands on what's mine?" You try to look away but he grabs your chin, forcing you to meet his eyes. "Answer me," he demands, his thumb brushing your bottom lip in a surprisingly gentle gesture that contrasts with his words. "He cheated on me," you whisper, the words finally breaking free. Something snaps in Chen Fei's eyes. He steps back, running a hand through his hair as he struggles for control. When he looks at you again, his expression is unreadable. "Stay here," he says, already turning toward the warehouse. "I need to finish something.""No!" you grab his arm, panic rising in your chest. "Chen Fei, don't -" He turns back to you, cupping your face in his blood-stained hands. "He hurt you," he says simply. "Now he dies."



