“A fight,” Finn said.
“Big money on it. You win and you get a nice cut. A nice paycheck. I’m thinking maybe the heat of the fight and the risk of death will get you fired up, Finn. Either way, I’m going to win. Know why?”
“Why?” Finn asked.
“Because you’re going to win the fight,” Fiore said. “I know that. I trust you. You’re a good fighter. If you lose the fight, I kill you. Right there, right in the circle. So I know you’re going to win. Now, as far as my Shayna problem…” Fiore then looked at me. “I win again.”
“How?” I asked.
“Because I’m done playing this game,” Fiore said. “Starting the night of the fight, Shayna, you become mine. And I’ll make sure I get what I want.”
“What the hell does that mean?” Finn asked.
“I’ll make sure she’s taken care of,” Fiore said. “I have plenty of guys that would love a quick and easy fuck.” Fiore put his sunglasses back on. “Start training for your fight, Finn. And you might want to think about fucking Shayna.”
Fiore then walked away. He got into the SUV and it backed away.
Finn and I stood in silence together.
I felt his hand move. I thought he was tearing away from me. But he wasn’t. He opened his fingers and interlocked them with mine. That’s when he squeezed my hand. That’s when he looked at me.
I hoped to see his eyes burning with raging confidence and lust.
They didn’t.
I had no idea what Finn was thinking.
And it scared the hell out of me.
25.
(Finn)
My target was a guy called Brick. His real name was Brian. He was a well trained fighter who had traveled the world. He worked open ground and underground. Walking the best of both worlds, Brian was not known for losing fights. They called him Brick because his hands were so damn big that when he made a fist, his knuckles and fingers squared up and it looked like a brick.
Simple as that.
There was a huge crowd at the fight.
Fiore had tons of security there, making sure Zander or his crew weren’t going to try and make an attack. I couldn’t get involved in any of the background noise.
I had a fight to win.
I stood in an empty room and finished taping up my hands. I made fists then stretched my fingers. I threw a few punches to the air, trying to get my body to loosen up. I then stood there and stared at a wall. It was my pre-fight trick to swipe my mind clean. Nothing mattered but winning this fight. Fiore had made his warning very clear. If I didn’t win, I was fucked. Dead. Then Shayna was…
Shit.
Fiore was going to take her anyway.
I couldn’t save her. I couldn't protect her. I was a fighter. This deep mob and family stuff was far beyond me. I was some punk kid who grew up on the street. Born of Irish descent, never knowing where my family came from or what they did. Like a stray animal just getting through life, that’s all I was.
I felt Shayna behind me. I turned and looked at her. Again, nothing but jeans and a t-shirt and she had my heart racing.
“I’m sorry about this,” I said. “All of this. I can help you run.”
“I can’t go anywhere,” she said. “There’s no reason why we can’t do what he wants, Finn. Just to try. I mean, we have time. We talked about that. We just have to…”
“I never thought I’d see the day where a woman is trying to convince me to have sex,” I said.
“What is it?” she asked. She stepped at me. “Is it me? Is it her? Just tell me.”
“Sweetie, don’t do this…”
She came closer to me. “I am. I’m going to do this.”
“Not before a fight. My mind needs…”
“Am I ugly? Fat? What is it, Finn?”
I jumped at her. I was ready to pounce. A hungry beast looking for a meal. I wanted to sample the sweet taste between her legs. My ears begged to hear her scream my name. My cock twitched and throbbed, desperate to come to life and reach depths in her core that she never felt before.
I lifted Shayna up and put her against a wall. My hands held her waist. Her hands clawed at my arms.
“Yes,” she groaned. “Yes, Finn.”
“Look at me,” I growled. “You are not ugly. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met in my life. You are not fat. Goddammit. I don’t ever want to hear you say that again. As long as I’m with you. Your curves are the most desirable thing I’ve ever touched in my life.”
I had no idea what was happening to me. But right then, I wanted to fuck her. I demanded to fuck her. I lowered her down to her feet.
Fuck the fight… I’m getting-
“Now that’s what I like to see,” a voice said.
It was Fiore.
He adjusted his tie and grinned. “But it’s time to fight, Finn.”
I released my hold on Shayna and backed away.
She had her hands to the wall, eyes wide. She was terrified and turned on.
It’s time to fight…
~