the best fighter in the country,” Mitch said, his voice equally fierce as he rubbed his shoulder. It looked dislocated, and I flinched at the painful sight of it. “I can keep up with you far more easily than you think.”
“But you can’t beat me,” Luke spat. “There’s no point if you can’t beat me. Give up.”
Mitch gave him a fearsome smile, the blood coating his teeth and making him look like an absolute monster in the moonlight. I could see a dark secret in his eyes, as if he knew something that we didn’t.
I shuddered, nervous at what was coming. I wasn’t sure what it was, but I was sure it would be terrible. Watching Mitch stalk toward Luke was like watching the rumble before a volcanic eruption—it felt as if everything was about to end in fire.
“No, Stone,” Mitch said. “Of course not. I can see now that it’s quite impossible to really hurt you, isn’t it?”
“Yes. So?” Luke asked.
His voice contained a note of fear. He knew something terrible and clever was coming, something that he hadn’t prepared for. I could see it in his eyes.
He glanced at me, and suddenly his eyes grew in horror.
Before I could react or ask what was wrong, my arms were grabbed from behind. I tried to scream, but a hand slapped over my mouth and another grabbed my chest so hard I couldn’t breathe. I was suddenly surrounded by men in leather coats, all of them obviously working for that son of a bitch Mitch Vera.
I fought against them, but they were too strong, easily pinning my arms and restraining my kicking legs. I recognized the stench of one of them, and my heart sank as I realized they were the men from the bar, the ones who had first taken me to Luke back at the motel.
Mitch gave Luke a smirk.
“But it’s quite possible,” he spat as he strolled towards me, “to hurt your little whore.”
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“Let her go,” Luke said in a low voice.
Mitch strode to me and held up my chin. He turned my head from side to side, inspecting my face. His mouth curved into a frown.
“Hm. Not very pretty.”
I tried to jerk away from him, but his hand was strong and held me there. He pulled me chin up and made me look into his eyes.
There was something in his eyes. Something that reminded me of my stepfather, Jeff.
I shuddered as I realized what it was.
Oh God, he was getting off on this.
I bit down hard on the hand covering my mouth and the man screamed, pulling it away.
“You’re disgusting,” I spat in the moment I was free.
Mitch’s eyes widened in admiration, and he laughed again.
He took my face in his hand and smiled wide. “And she’s got a spirit! It will be fun to break that, won’t it Stone?”
I saw him raise his hand and squeezed my eyes shut before the blow. It didn’t protect me. The second his skin connected with mine, I heard a sharp slap and saw stars. If Mitch looked strong, it was nothing next to how powerful he truly was. Under that silk suit was decades of fighting experience and hardened muscle. I saw now why Luke couldn’t beat him.
“Stop—” Luke shouted.
I sensed a note of weakness in his voice, and Mitch sensed it too.
He turned his wide grin on Luke.
“Are you sure, Stone?” he asked casually. He ran one finger down my neck and hesitated right above me breasts. Slowly, he dragged it down into my cleavage. “I’d love to have some fun with this one. Are you very sure I can’t?”
“I—I….”
“You know what I want,” Mitch said in a hard voice. His hands ran down to my stomach, caressing my hips. “Choose. Either your life or hers. Come back to me, fight my fights, win me money, and be an obedient little fighter like you’re meant to be. I’ll let this girl go free, and maybe I’ll even let you see her again if you’re good.”
He took a step forward, looking Luke in the eye.
“Or I’ll beat you down anyway,
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