CHAPTER 549. FIGHT FOR YOU. A Different Kind of Crazy

Kyle already knew exactly what to expect: the same reaction he got every time he rolled up his pant legs and revealed to someone that those were extremely realistic prosthetics, but they weren’t his real legs. He’d lost those in an accident as a child.

People usually looked at him with pity, like he was still the poor, legless orphan instead of the fighter trained from a young age by one of the best in the world. He expected sadness, sympathy, pity… but when Adriana saw those prosthetics, the only thing in her eyes was sheer, uncontrollable curiosity.

“No way!” she muttered, kneeling down without a care for her expensive dress, brushing her fingertips over the metal.

“I can’t be one of your athletes because… well, I assume this isn’t what you came looking for,” he stated, but her hands just kept moving upward, tracing the robotic knee joint as well.

“Holy crap, you’re like Robocop!” Adriana exclaimed, and Kyle’s laughter echoed in