CHAPTER 9

I weaved my sight through the crowd to find the possessor of the voice.

I saw a man walk out of the crowds with his head down slowly towards me. He stopped about twice a meter away from me. He lifted his head up and a gasp left my lips.

His face... His face held something that I count put my fingers on. He looked like someone I knew but a mere stranger to me. The black cloth mask similar to mine, that covered his face didn't help either. It was a Colombina mask. The ones that only cover the area surrounding the eyes and not the whole face. But still, you wouldn't be able to guess the person's facial features.

His detached brown eyes held mine in an undescriptive manner.

"I would like to fight the lady" His orotund voice spoke. I looked at him.

Does he really think I will let my title slip, right through my hands just because the stupid damn referee couldn't keep his mouth shut?

Hell Nah!

No matter what, I will fight him and show everyone that I am entirely worthy of the title that I have earned.

I nodded to myself and looked at him.

"I accept" I endured and gracefully strode towards him and stood a hair's breadth away from him. I looked up at him to meet his elevated eyes.

"What do I gain from doing this?" I whispered as I tilted my head to the side. He smirked.

"Whatever you want" He promised. I raised my eyebrow. "Only If you win" He added.

I took a step back.

"But if I win," He crossed his arms over his chest calmly. "I get whatever I want" He bargained.

I looked at his enlarged arms and muscular body. "What if neither wins?" I asked.

He smirked. "Then you'll have the upper hand too" he clarified. I blinked.

"Okay" I agreed. "When?" I asked.

"Now"

"Now?"

"Now" He confirmed as he nodded. I bit my lip and looked down at my body. Cuts, bruises and gashes embraced my body. I fixed my gaze back to the man and sighed.

"Alright" I said which proceeded by a collective number of gasps from the people.

I shrugged and walked into the ring followed by the man, hot behind my trail.

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I grabbed the rope with one of my hand while the other rested exhausted on my thigh. My breadth was labored as I peeked under my lashes at the man who had challenged me.

He miraculously maintained his refreshed stance. He leaned down to my crouched level and whispered.

"I will pretend to lose if you will do whatever I ask."

I shook my head and pushed my fist in the direction of his face which he dodged with ease. My limbs fell to my side. I don't think I can do it. I have already fought 'Hurricane' a while ago. It was foolish of me to even consider fighting with another person as well-build as him. I can't give up the title for my stupid mistake. Nor can I fight in this condition.

I then, gave him my answer.

"O-Okay" I said. "I'll do whatever you want" I managed to choke out begrudgingly . He smirked.

I then sighed.

Until now, I still haven't figured out if it was a sigh of regret or relief.

I then delivered a fatal kick on the base of his neck to which he pretended to be knocked out cold on the floor.

The crowd went wild and roared with praise. I had a detached expression on my face.

My hand was lifted up by the referee. "The Persian devil has proven to be the unbeatable!" He praised. "Now, I officially announce the winner of 2k18 championship winner, The Persian Devil" He sang.

I maintained my stance and looked around the crowd. The crowed hollowed and threw random stuff all over the place. My eyes then caught the man's, who had challenged me down on the floor. He winked at me.

My eyes widen as I quickly fixed back my face to the crowd and cleared my throat.

I then finally, received my trophy and went straight to my room refusing to accept reality.

I quickly removed every article of cloth on my body and jumped in the shower and cleaned myself following by the aiding part.

The door burst open to revile Calvin and Sean wide eyed looking for me. Once they found me with a surprised expression they grinned and ran to me and crushed me in a hug and started their ranting.

"You were Amazing!"

"OMG, You Won!"

"It's all because of me!"

"You are a champion!"

"You won two fights in a row!"

"Since you won, you should totally ask him to be your sugar daddy. I mean, look at his body!"

I frowned at the last comment. Ew. I am pretty sure only Sean's mind will work as bizarre as that.

"Ew. Get off" I pushed them off me.

They loosened their hold and grinned from ear to ear.

"You earned like twenty thousand today! That's how mind-blowing the fight was" Calvin Informed and grinned like an idiot.

My eyes widen.

"Twenty Thousand?"

"Twenty thousand" He nodded.

Wow. I plopped on the bed and rubbed my eyes as I let out a yawn.

"Aww... Is the little kitten sleepy?" Sean cooed.

I frowned. "It's not like I just fought two hulky man and its-" I looked at the clock "-Almost 3 in the morning." I replied sarcastically and went back to rubbing my eyes.

Hold up...

3 in the morning?!

Holy crap. I need to get going.

I sprinted past Sean and Calvin throwing a bye over my shoulders and rushed to the run away all while making sure no one saw me. I am not wearing my mask or my contacts, so I need to be careful.

I pushed the door to the pathway and run across to it. I climbed up the stairs and pulled the handle of the basement door and stepped into the Abandoned house.

I sighed in relief. I was about to take a step but anonymous hands over my mouth and around my waist stopped me.

Those unknown hands pulled me over to the dark and pushed me into the sullied walls.

I shut my eyes tightly on impulse, all while shuffling my limbs all over. When it was of no use, my frantic struggles died down, abandoning hope.

I peeked one of my eyes open to find the same masked man that had challenged me. He had a smirked plastered on his face.

"Where do you think you are running off too?" he asked.

I scoffed. "Away from you" I spat.

He fake pouted. "That isn't going to happen anytime soon." He shrugged.

My eyes widen when he held my shoulders in his iron grip. I rolled my shoulders desperate for release.

"Now." He emphasized. "Our Deal" He reminded. My eyes widen.

"I-I Don't k-know what you are talking about" I lied. He smirked as I continued to sweat like a pig.

Oh lord. What the hell will he ask me to do?!

Will he tell me to kill someone?

Will he tell me to go and confront the crowd about the deal, embarrassing me?

Will he command me to be his slave?

Or worse, will he tell me to have sex with him? Holy Mary! I am still a virgin for Pete's sake!

Or will he-

"I want you to be my companion and flourish a mutual relationship" He demanded.

I blinked. "What?"

"I want us to be friends" He sighed.

Out of all the weird scenarios this is not what I excepted, at all.

"Why?" I rose my eyebrow.

He shrugged. "Unless you want me to cha-"

"No!" I was quick to interrupt. "I'll be your.... Friend?" I agreed cautiously.

"Good" he commented. He loosened his hold on me and walked backwards away from me with a roguish expression.

"Oh, and you're more beautiful up close without that mask" He said.

My hands went up to my face. Shit.

He chuckled. "Well, See you soon, Blaire"

He knows my name too. Double shit.

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