Fury
Goodreads / Amazon / Barnes & Noble / iBooks / Kobo -- EXCERPT: “What now, boss?” Shadow asked. “You gonna make sure she’s all right?” “Can’t. We gotta prep for this fight.” “I got this,” he said. “That girl’s in pain. You can see it on her face.” “Ain’t my problem right now, Shadow. You are. You get hurt, and Cain’ll have my hide.” The big man chuckled. “That’s true. But Cain knows I can take care of myself in this kind of situation. I was built for fighting.” My gaze snapped to him. “This ain’t no game, Shadow. Those men would as soon kill you before you got in the ring as not.” “Fully aware,” he said, not fazed in the least. “Come on,” I said. “Ain’t got time to fuck with her. She came into this on her own, she can go out on her own. Either way, after tonight, I’m done with her.” “Uh huh.” Shadow chuckled as he walked back to our pit. “Let me know how that goes.” I stayed for a while, watching as Noelle took off her gloves. She left her wraps on and used a towel to wipe her face off. Then she calmly reapplied the Vaseline to her face and readied for the next fight. Thankfully, I didn’t see any cuts to her face or obvious bruising except to her right shoulder. With any luck, that could work to her advantage. Then I realized what I was thinking. The longer she kept this up, the more likely she was to get hurt. My gut clenched, and I wasn’t sure why. I’d already decided I was cutting her loose after tonight. As I continued to watch her, she glanced up, then did a double take. Yeah, she noticed me. I refused to drop my gaze first, needing her to know how angry I was at her. Her lips parted, then her face flushed. She closed her eyes and winced hard before opening them again and meeting my gaze. She nodded once, knowing she was gone from my gym in that moment. Then she went back to work, readying herself for her next match. Which, I realized, was Shadow. “Motherfuck,” I muttered. “Just Goddamned motherfuck!” I stomped over to her, leaning in close to inspect her face. As her trainer, it was an automatic reaction. “You hurt?” She shook her head, her gaze darting around. “What are you doing here? You can’t be here!” “I could say the exact fuckin’ thing to you, Brawler.” I let my anger show. She might as well know how much fucking trouble she was in. “Look, you need to go away. Leave me alone.” “Why? I’m your trainer. Right?” “Not tonight.” “Not after tonight either.” She winced and looked away, but nodded. “I hear you.” “Why, Noelle? Why would you throw away your future for a quick buck?” Her head snapped back in my direction. “Because none of your fuckin’ business, that’s why.”
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