Truth or Dare? by Juanita Hawthorn

Author:Juanita Hawthorn [Hawthorn, Juanita]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-24T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Sven

I’ve done this a million times before but…not with her here, watching. Never in my life have I met a girl who has affected me the way she has.

Jumping around the ring, I allow the guy to throw a few punches, as I duck and dive from each one. Eventually though, I let him get one in as the blow lands me on the floor. This is all part of my master plan, tire the guy out enough to be knocked out with just one punch. As I’m lying there, I look up and see Ray has her eyes scrunched tight before she peeps through small slits, when our eyes connect. Fuck!

She is so fucking stunning and the way she is dressed has my dick twitching. But this is not the place, nor time to be thinking with my God damn cock.

I watch as she turns and even manages to get a few steps away, before I jump up to my feet and throw the knockout punch, leaving ‘Iron Fist’ out cold on the ground.

Once I have collected my winnings, I head off for the showers. The hard spray of water runs down my face and I feel the open cut on my eyebrow sting. I love the pain; it reminds me of where I come from and what I need to represent.

Growing up, I hadn’t always been this tough guy, on the contrary. I was a mama’s boy. She had been my idol and still is. My mama had the kindest heart and owned many charities, always getting involved in events to aid those in need.

Secretly, I still run most of her charities, I’m just too busy to participate and be as present as much as she had. She was murdered a couple years back, when a black SUV opened fire on us as we were coming out from breakfast one morning. If it hadn’t been for her bravery, I wouldn’t be here.

These fights help me with keeping her legacy alive. Don’t get me wrong, I have a lot of money to my name but none of which my Father doesn’t keep track of. In winning these fights, I can afford to keep her charities alive and besides myself, the guys are the only other’s that know.

Once I’m done washing up and dressing in a clean outfit, I leave the bathroom. Outside is chaos as people swarm at me, women throwing themselves at me leaving me immobile. Staggering over to the bar, there is a drink already poured and waiting for me, before I chuck it back and slam my glass down for another.

The beautiful redhead hanging on my arm, starts trailing her nails down my back and when I look at her, she seems my type. The type that would do whatever I wanted, from her. A desperate type, looking for a little of that limelight.

Leaning forward, placing my lips to her ear, “Looking for a good time, baby doll?” I whisper.

She giggles before she shy’s away

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