Chapter 123

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MIRO

I feel so fucking good.

I swung my right arm in a wide arc and the moment my fist hit my opponent in the jaw, some pieces of teeth fell out mixed with the splatter of blood and then he went down like a log.

The crowd around erupted in cheers, almost deafening me as I was declared the winner. I looked up and saw my father look down at me from the VVIP area. He had no smile on his face as he nodded his head in approval. Not okay enough but I'll take it. I'll take whatever I can get from him.

I glanced at my opponent, who laid on the floor of the fighting ring, unmoving. He was a big, seven feet tall bald man known as the Bill the Bone Crusher.

Before his renowned career as a fighting champion, he was a retired warrior on death row for murdering his wife. A sponsor found him and ever since then,, he's been fighting underground for years in exchange for some luxury perks in prison. I looked at him in disdain, feeling no pity whatsoever for him.

Just as he broke his wife's bones and smashed her skull in, he also had a knack for doing the same to his opponents, instantly crippling them. No one had been able to escape him without suffering some sort of trauma. No one, except me.

I grinned to myself as I exited the fighting ring, hailed and hyped by the hollering crowd.

Somehow, despite the accolades and applause, I felt empty inside.

me. I blinked in surprise

rooms dedicated to me. MapleBees had really upgraded since I was a teenager. It was no longer just a bar but also a suite of a mini-hotel, a casino and

I entered my room, I went to the bathroom and, after removing my robe; I stepped

there was blood on my body as I watched it swirl into the

for me by my father. He called them 'the best of the worst, meaning they were the most deadly bunch on death row. I remember fighting more than

choice to become stronger. The more I fought these dangerous men, the deadlier I became, and that's

wish someone who mattered was also there to cheer me on Someone who really cared about my win and not about using me to make more money. Someone like Theon....and then my wolf added

running both hands over my wet, matted

am I thinking

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I get home, she will no longer be there. I won't get to see her siren eyes and those swelling breasts that make me want

my fists went through the tiles, and

Ah. Crap.

care of that. In the meantime, I wiped off the steamed mirror and stared into my own eyes. The flecks of gold are now so prominent, it's

said after I showed it to him. "You should stop that diet. Your body is rejecting it. If it

had no choice. It was

would take?" He asked, his mouth down-turned in a

either my father's way or death's way. Maybe he'll love me more if

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