At sixteen, Chris got tossed into the arena, pitted against savage beasts in a fight for his life. But the day he emerged from that brutal world, he snagged his first crew and dove headfirst into the underworld, running shady deals for his godfather. He squared off against rival gangs, pulled off heists, and underwent hardcore military-style training, just like a mercenary.

By the time he hit eighteen, Chris's empire was so formidable it could go toe-to- toe with the local forces in America. Fast forward to twenty-four, Chris took matters into his own hands, knocking off his godfather to crown himself the kingpin of the biggest gang in America.

Someone like Chris, a powerhouse beyond the norm, wasn't an opponent Allison could easily handle. But when you're pushed to the brink, with fury boiling over and nothing left to lose, you tap into a well of untapped potential. Just like Allison right now.

Allison knew today was likely her last. Faced with the horrific alternative of being overpowered by a bunch of sleazy men, she decided to go all in against Chris. If death was on the menu, she was going down swinging, unleashing years of pent- up rage and hatred toward him.

Allison. Most women, once unbound, would either wait for the inevitable in shame or end it all by jumping from

Right now, Allison

was a wild

showdown. In all these years, nobody had dared to take on

islands and the arena, trained like a mercenary Even his hardened men accustomed to dancing on the edge with their lives, wouldn't

but he sent her tumbling to the

and swung it at his head with all her might. Chris dodged, grabbed the rod, and yanked it toward him. Allison stumbled forward but quickly let go, regained her footing, and aimed a kick at his

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