Chapter 3: The fight Club

Morayna felt thrilled.

The next names were called as she never removed her gaze from the ring.

She didn't notice someone sitting beside her.

Until she felt like the cheering, and screaming disappeared and all she heard was soft yet deep breaths near her.

She turned her head to her left

The overwhelming feeling hit her like a rock.

That guy from the entrance.

That guy from the other side of the ring.

Looking right into her eyes, away from her within a few inches.

She instinctively moved from her seat and sat a chair away from him.

Which made her wonder, did she just lose her cool?

She couldn't hear the names that were called out and two more shirtless guys made their way inside the ring as the crowd was louder this time.

She felt overwhelmed. Highly overwhelmed.

“Does he plan to do something to me or what?”

She thought.

The fight began but she couldn't watch. She couldn't focus, not when that man was sitting right beside her.

She finally gave him the look of disgrace even though she couldn't deny he had great details.

He finally turned to her with an odd look.

As if she was bothering him, and it was not the other way around. She looked at him in disbelief.

That look made her speechless. She shrugged and returned her attention to the match. F him.

To her surprise, this match was more thrilling than the last one. Bloody hell.

The two fighters were smashing each other with punches like they were mere punching bags.

Their faces were bloody and bruised as they were beating each other into a plump.

Until they lasted for another 4 minutes and the winner was announced of that round.

“Aurgran”

The screams augmented as they reached her ears. This guy was hella popular but didn't seem like an Esports player to Morayna. He might be, who knows?

“The last round before the semi finals, Third round” The host spoke out In front of the audience.

So there are 9 participants in total. After this match ends, the winner of the first round would be fighting with the winner of the second round and then the winner of the third round and vice versa. They all would be fighting each other until one of them would be out in the semi-finals and two people would be playing the final match.

“Wait, what's the prize pool?” She wondered.

Maybe no prize pool?

There was, she just didn't know.

The host started speaking again

“Now make your way to the ring,

Killian Romanov and Dominic Caspian!”

The crowd was louder than never before. As they screamed for a specific guy

“Killian!”

“Get it Romanov!”

“A kill for the way!”

She looked around. The crowd was going insane over this guy

“Who is Killian?”

“What an odd name tho. Sounds half russian”

She thought.

Suddenly, the guy who was sitting beside her stood up tall, and the crowd went berserk.

She couldn't control the gasp that left her lips at that moment but no one heard it. She was surprised,

So surprised that she hated it.

He took off his hoodie and left it on the bench and turned his head to look at me.

He cracked his head and tilted it when he saw my reaction, he gave nothing back.

“This guy was Killian Romanov?” she thought

“Meet me after the match.” He left.

“Huh?” It took her a few seconds to process what he said, she couldn't form any words as he left.

She was dumbfounded.

“What the actual heck is happening with me?”

Everything pissed her off. And even more when she saw Killian walking inside the ring

Dominic Caspian was already there.

Killian wasn't really naked, however, he had great details.

She had enough of this bullshit. First the stalking reflection. Now a weird dude ordering her around. Everything has been absurd since she landed on the grounds of Moscow.

She ain't meeting anyone.

She wanted to leave. And she will.

But first things first, she wanted to see him beaten and bruised to a plump. She was going to cheer for his opponent while he gets a good beating and humiliation as he betrays the crowd's expectations.

And she was going to enjoy all of it.

She took her seat and crossed her legs once again but this time more relaxed as she was sure Killian was going to lose this one.

Morayna intently looked at Killian as the fight was about to begin but before it started Killian looked back to where she was sitting cause he felt her digging glares at his back and his mouth twitched. Something about that smile made Morayna question herself.

If he wins, she will be humiliated Infront of him cause he knows what she wants.

The match begin with a punch received by Killian from Dominic as he kept on getting beaten.

The sight satisfied Morayna.

The enormous crowd's scowls and cheers gradually faded as Killian kept on getting beaten more and more with every minutes passing by.

The noticeable thing was that, he didn't even raise his hands as he received beating. It's almost as if he received all of it intentionally.

Why?

His neck and face was bruised and scratched, and blood was oozing out from the corner of his lips.

Morayna grinned.

She normally wouldn't be this satiated to watch someone receive a beating like that but as she has an unknown beef with this one that didn't even make sense, thus, she enjoyed it.

She, at that moment, took him as the person who kept on investigating her from the ceremony day and entertained herself. Maybe it could be him?

However, what she didn't realize is that,

It was intentional.

He only gave her a moment of satisfaction.

He looked at her as he still received the beatings.

The next thing she did, triggered him.

She stood up and screamed Dominic's name, cheering for him.

The next punch Dominic was about to throw was held by Killian in an instant. Killian looked at Morayna and showed his twitched lips again.

He twisted Dominic's hand and kicked him right on the stomach, and he fell.

Morayna went rigid and the crowd went berserk once again.

The cheers were back once again.

Her grin fell.

Killian kicked right on his head and sat on top of him.

He punched his face and kept on punching till it was bloody. And the fight went on

Morayna's eyes widened and her mind went blank. Not only at the scene but that, even after receiving all those hard hits he had the physique like he was only hit by a 2 year old child all that time.

Killian was winning that one and probably the final too but she wasn't going to stay there any longer.

Her feet took her backwards as she practically ran out of the crowd and out of the hallway as the winner was announced. Killian.

He definitely wasn't someone to mess with.

Dominic wasn't any less bulky or strong but nothing Infront of Killian.

She exited the fight club and crossed the road once again, reaching for the alley she had to cross.

“It's okay don't bother” She assured herself.

She walked through the alley. It was really late at night by then but she still had to drive back.

At this point she could only hope for the best.

She was in the middle of the alley when suddenly she heard someone running behind her.

Before she could react she found herself being pulled by her hand and shoved to the nearest wall.

She wanted to scream or fight, she knew she could do both but she felt vulnerable.

Her instincts on top of that indicated her to not scream, it's almost as if it wasn't necessary.

She looked up at the person who grabbed her.

Her eyes widened slightly, but she kept her details bold.

She felt his body heat.

He was so close. Almost an inch away from literally brushing his body against her.

Him.

Killian Romanov.

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