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Reaching into the sheath at my hip, I pull the knife out, the steely blade glinting beneath the light, matching the gleam of excitement in my woman’s espresso eyes.
The crowd animatedly roars with eagerness, knowing what is coming next.
The death match.
Savage Rob can barely stand on his feet as he staggers into the ropes, his gaze locked on my knife.
The imbecile proves his ineptness when he reaches into his sheath, pulling out his knife. The referee looks at him, stunned, then at me, before exiting the ring.
Even he knows what a fucking idiotic mistake Savage Rob is making. He should have turned around and exited, heading back to the dressing room.
Although I’d still hunt him down and kill him for insulting Everleigh.
I head to the center of the ring. With two fingers, I gesture for him to come and face me.
He staggers toward me, stopping within striking distance, his weak body swaying.
My lip curls in a sneer. “I’ll give you one opportunity to stab me first. Then I’m going to slice and dice you into tiny fucking pieces forher.” I nod toward Everleigh. “I’m going to make you drown in regret, wishing you’d never uttered those filthy words. But I won’t give you one fucking second of mercy. You’llbegme to kill you, but I won’t. You’llwishfor the death that will evade you until finally, your weakened body won’t be able to stand it and you’ll welcome death like an old friend.”
Terror is in his eyes and his body folds as he falls to his knees on the mat, his head down. I wonder if he’s going to puke when suddenly, his head lifts and a foreign substance flies into my eyes, blinding me. It burns my retinas, and scalding tears course down my face.
“Will,” I hear Everleigh scream, fear in her voice.
Turning my head in her direction, I’m unable to see her. Then I feel the sharp sting of the blade as Savage Rob’s knife plunges into my skin, the pain so intense I drop to the mat.
Time seems to stop as I lay there, flashes of my life exploding through my mind. Every happy moment I’ve ever had with Everleigh flicks behind my lids rapidly as I close my eyes, unbearable pain rolling over me.
I don’t even know where I’ve been stabbed as pain radiates from every direction.
The sound of footsteps around me causes me to lift my head, waiting for the sharp blade of the knife to pierce my skin again and again.
Instead, Bryan’s voice is in my ears as he grabs me, rolling me onto my back. Holding my eyelid open, I thrash around, trying to fight him, but he pours water into my eye, trying to flush out whatever substance was thrown into it. He does the same with the other eye, letting me blink a few times.
Slowly, the pain eases enough that I can focus on him. He’s still a little blurry, but I can make out most of his features.
He repeats the process, flushing out my eyes again.
Blinking rapidly, I struggle against him, panic filling me. “Where’s Everleigh?”
Bryan pulls me into a sitting position. My head turns, my breaths coming too fast as I search for her. She’s not at ringside, nor is she over in my corner of the ring.
Searching for her, my gritty, red eyes widen as I see her beating the shit out of Savage Rob, her fist bloody, though I’m not sure if it’s his blood or hers.
She lets go of him and he collapses onto the mat. She turns, her gaze locking with mine, a smile forming on her red lips. She advances toward me, but movement on the mat draws my attention. I watch in horror as Savage Rob grabs her ankle, surprise covering her features as she falls.
I’m on my feet, catching her before she can hit the mat, my foot smashing down on his arm, causing him to howl in pain and release her. Steadying her, I give her a smile, her face coming into focus. “Allow me, my love. I have a score to settle.”
Her brow furrows, but she gestures toward him, bowing slightly. “By all means, love.” She kisses my cheek, then hurries to Bryan’s side.
They don’t even exit the ring before I rip the knife from Savage Rob’s hand and begin slicing and dicing, blood splattering everywhere.
And I don’t stop until the ring is red.
Plunging the knife into his chest, I pull it out, then repeat a couple more times. He gasps, his face pale, his eyes full of fear as I stare at him, emotionless.
“I told you I wouldn’t allow you to fucking touch her.” Then I press the blade against his throat, slicing deep into his skin, from one side to the other.
The monster gleefully watches as he sputters and gurgles, blood pouring from him, until he’s no longer breathing.
