When I first felt his touch it was as he spanked me in front of a room full of bratva soldiers.
The memory of those hands which pummel men in the ring roaming over my virgin body has kept me awake ever since, wondering if he would be gentle with me yet knowing he wouldn't.
I won't have to wonder much longer.
Today he fought for the right to use me as he pleases, and tonight those hands will undress me.
Then he'll ravage me as brutally as he won me.
I killed for her. Now I will claim her.
No amount of money could have brought me back to their bloodsport.
The fight was over the moment I heard she was the prize.
She's mine, and God help any man who gets between me and what's mine.
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