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She taught me how to be the woman I am today by becoming the independent woman she is now. I know she’ll fight this cancer like she did the first time but I don’t think she’ll survive the battle. I know that sounds messed up but watching my mother slowly deteriorate while I’m helpless to do anything but make her comfortable… yeah, I’ve lost my optimism to realism.
“I’m sorry, hermosa.”Beautiful. “I’m here for you and your mother if you need anything at all. If you need to take time off from the ring you know I can keep it running for you.”
I give her a tight smile. I want this conversation to end.
With a nod toward the Renzetti brothers, I ask, “Aye, so I heard you and Cold have been seeing each other. Why didn’t you tell me?”
I smirk at her pink cheeks.I know the rumor isn’t true but that doesn’t stop me from teasing her about it. She’s had a lady hard-on for Nico the Cold Renzetti since introducing herself to him at a meeting between families. Normally a woman isn’t allowed within the criminal aspects of the Mafia world but being heir to the cartel throne, Jefa has a seat amongst the men. Ever since that day she goes on and on about the emotionless guy with the cold demeanor.
“We’re not but I happily let the rumor spread so all these putas think he’s taken.”Bitches. “It started when I showed face at one of my dad’s clubs. I was dancing with this man who was muy guapo.”So handsome. “When all of a sudden Nico was there pulling the guy off of me with his hand around his neck like he was ready to crush his windpipe. I’d never been so turned on, babe.” She sighs and fans her heated face as the memory plays out in her mind.
I bust up laughing, drawing the attention of the men around us. “What the hell? Why’d he do that?” I’m confused as hell. I don’t think she and Nico have ever talked to one another nor did I think the guy had enough empathy to show some weird outburst of emotion. I’ve only seen one look on his face. His handsome resting bitch face. And let me tell you, he pulls it off like he invented the look.
“I have no clue what crawled up his ass but when he walked back over to me looking like someone pissed in his cereal, he had the nerve to order me around!” She shakes her head before deepening her voice to imitate his. “‘Never again, Jefa.’ Like, what the fuck right? Anyway, that’s how the rumor got started.”
I roll my eyes at the alpha male bullshit wafting in the air from her story. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for a little bit of dominance but most men don’t know how to pull it off. It’s a fine line and I’m willing to bet that any man I ever come across won’t be able to satisfy me in that area.
I’ll always be daddy.
I focus back on the fight when Jefa’s phone rings and pulls her away from my side. It looks like Tanner will be winning tonight. He sweeps the legs out from his opponent and dodges the kicks thrown at him as he mounts the guy. Tanner begins raining down punch after punch while the guy beneath him tries to buck him off and block his face. It’s futile though, Tanner is a beast.
Just as the ref pulls a blood-covered Tanner off and declares him the winner, my guard, Gino comes over to me and tells me Mila Popov is at the VIP entrance asking for me. No doubt the bitch wants a spot in my ring.
“Check her and let her through.” But before he can walk away, I tell him sternly, “Her alone though. I don’t want her disrespectful father up here.”
“Yes, boss,” Gino says before walking away. The respect he shows is deserved. I may be young but I’ve done more for my men than they received from the nine to five bosses they had before me. I take care of my peopleandtheir families.
Jefa ends her call and comes over to me with a cocked brow as she notices my game face is on but I just shake my head before gulping down my drink. If I tell Jefa that Popov is here demanding an audience, she’ll break the territory truce by putting a bullet between her eyes.
Mila is the daughter of the Russian Mafiya boss Ruslan. She has a big mouth and loves to fight but she and her father have pissed off more than just a few people and I’ve yet to allow her a chance to fight in Barbarity. For many reasons, but for one, I hate the mouthy bitch who needs to wait until I say she can have her spot in my ring. The other reason I don’t allow her in is because of the ongoing feud between the Renzettis and the Popovs. It’s not yet a full on war but it’s to the point where anything can tip the scales and war will be declared.
Yes, my ring is no man’s land meaning there are nothemanduswithin my halls. Anyone who breaks the rules will be dealt with by me personally but that doesn’t mean my loyalties fly out the window. Andino Renzetti has done right by me and my mother for all these years, even if he doesn’t personally know me.
Mila’s grating voice coming from the hall has me standing and facing the VIP entrance. “Otstan' ot menya, ublyudok! Get off me, bastard!”
She’s loud enough to draw the attention of my guests including the Renzetti brothers who visibly bristle at the Russian princess’ presence.
Fuck my life.
I see Jefa tense up and try to stand between me and the brunette walking through the door but I put my hand up stopping her. I love her but I don’t want or need anyone to stand for me.
“You have such considerate meatheads for guards, Silver.” Her heavily accented voice has me grinding my teeth when she sneers my name. She looks at Jefa and opens her mouth to say something but I interrupt her.
“What do you want Popov? I’ve told you time and time again I don’t have an open spot for you in my ring and begging is an ugly attribute to have in this world. When a spot opens I’ll get a message to you. No need to foul my halls with your presence.” I hate this entitled little brat and her big headedfather too. They act like they’re better than everyone else, like their shit doesn’t stink and they have gold running through their veins.
Riiiight.
She folds her arms across her chest and scoffs. “Fignya! Bullshit! I know you have a spot for me you just don’t want to put me in.” I’m shocked she didn’t stomp her foot like the spoiled girl she is.
“Your words not mine. Now if you’ll excuse me I have business to attend to. You’ll be notified when or if a spot opens up.” I flick my hand shooing her off just as the cage is getting set up for the next fight of the night.
The audience around the cage is chill and mingling while waiting for another show so everyone can hear when Popov screams at my back.”I’m calling you out, Silver! You and me in the ring!”
My blood is boiling and my taste for blood is rising to new levels. I turn back around with a sinister smile on my face and stare at her for a moment.
“Let’s go down to the ring and announce it!” I grin when she jumps from my sudden joyous shout but I quiet my voice as I continue. “I want everyone to be here when I bash that pretty little face in. I want everyone to see those pearly white teeth strewn about and I want everyone to see you be dragged out like the disgraceful cunt you are.” I emphasize each word with a menacing step towards her until I’m nose to nose with her.
She stands there trying to look unaffected by my threatening words but she can’t hide the fear in her eyes and the shaking of her toned body. God, I want to kick her ass right here but number one rule prevents that; no fights outside of the octagon.
