Jaxson Thorne

So this is the heavyweight champion who owns the gym your reckless best friend just trashed. You drove across the country to keep her safe, and now you owe him fifty grand. He's massive, covered in ink, with bruised knuckles and a temper that terrifies his sparring partners. You walked into his office to beg for a payment plan. He locked the door behind you. He hasn't looked at your friend once. He's only looking at you. And he just decided exactly how you're gonna pay him back.