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I whirl around at the airy voice coming from behind me and come face to face with none other than the Barbarity Queen herself. I’m struck with how beautiful she is in person. Watching her on the small phone screen last night did nothing but hide her alluring aura. She stands at around five feet five inches and her arm reach isn’t very long but she’s lithe and looks like she packs some power. Even while she’s still standing at ground level and not up here in the ring, I can still see how fit she is. The way she moves, like a well oiled machine, tells me she’s fast and definitely good at ground fighting.
“Yo, Silver. What are you doing here? I thought you’d be at Barbarity withJefa.”
Silver walks closer to the ring and the intense look in her eye has me tensing up immediately. Does she scare me? Not at all but her eyes feel like they’re seeing the things I’d like to keep hidden—thingsI have zero intention of bringing to light. Her eyes see too much but on the same coin, I see her. This girl may be the queen around here, she may be feared and respected, but I see the chips and cracks. The more I stare at her unyielding eyes the more her facade becomestranslucent.
As if reading my thoughts, she swallows before turning her eyes away from me, breaking the moment.
“Jefa has everything set and ready, I just wanted to stop by and see who you thinknew guyshould fight tonight,” she says this while gesturing in my direction. Which, if I’m honest, pisses me off. Normally I don’t give a shit what anyone thinks of me but for some reason, Silver acting like I’m not here has my spine stiffening.
“New guy has a name, short stuff, and it’s Twitch.” I tell her as I give her my back, and pick up the hand wraps and begin wrapping my hands.
I hear a small feminine huff before Johnny begins talking with her. I ignore the conversation between the two and pull on the gloves. I may have never used any before but these fit perfectly.
As I’m flexing my fingers to get used to the tight feeling, I hear Johnny tell Shorty, “I haven’t sparred with him yet so I don’t know his strengths and weaknesses. Give us an hour and I’ll be better able to pick his opponent.”
Shorty hums under breath and again, I don’t know what it is about her that gets under my skin but before I can stop myself I speak up.
“I’ll fight anyone and win. I’m undefeated in California where I fought some of the best fighters in the country. I know you’ve heard the rumors spread about me, ragazza.” I look her up and down and smirk at her unease as I slowly advance on her. “They’re true. Don’t underestimate me.”
To her credit, she doesn’t step back. In fact, indignation takes over her features as she curls her lip and looks at me like I’m a mangy dog.
“Put him against Joseph Tanner. Let’s see if Twat is as good as he thinks.” She may have just insulted me with that word but this little beauty doesn’t know that she just unleashed a beast. I know Tanner is the best fighter in the division and he’s known to be the best ground and pounder. No doubt Shorty thinks I’m too big to floor grapple.
I scratch my chin with my gloved hand while looking Silver up and down. She’s fucking beautiful and her fire makes me hate her and want her. The way she looks at me like I’m a gnat that keeps flying around her face, annoying and pointless to her environment, makes me want to show her just how good I am. Why? I have no idea. I don’t need her approval nor do I need her validation but for some fucked up reason, I want it.
I need it like I need a cold shower.
