CHAPTER 621. FIGHT FOR YOU. The EndBeing part of his training wasn’t the problem. The problem was not letting her heart get carried away. As the weeks went by and Adriana prepared everything for the event, the magnitude of what they were about to do overwhelmed her soul.Kyle trained so hard that sometimes it seemed like he was doing more harm than good, but both Alejandra and Diablo agreed that pain was better, and what he was doing would only help him.So Adriana tried to focus on the publicity side, which was becoming more intense because no one wanted to miss the event. Businessmen from all over the world were contacting the De Navias to find out how high the bets would go; others reached out directly to La Mariposa, hoping to secure an invitation to the fight after hearing that entry would be exclusive, with a basic access fee of ten thousand euros.“Tell me we’re close,” the young woman sighed, speaking with her uncle nearly four weeks later, because everything had a single obj
CHAPTER 622. FIGHT FOR YOU. One Last Chance“Are you sure about this?” Adriana whispered.The gardens of the Hellmand mansion were packed with people. To be safe, the event had been organized at the estate of the most powerful man in Ukraine. But to be honest, the Hellhound was just another special guest—Diana Hellmand, the new queen of the Eastern European mafia, controlled everything happening there.A thousand invitations had been sent. Only a thousand people worldwide had been carefully selected. While many were inside the property, even more remained outside, as no bodyguards, companions, or weapons were allowed entry. Security was tight—for the Hellhound’s sake, everyone else was secondary.Adriana approached the window, gazing for a moment at the lights outside the mansion. Everyone seemed excited, but she just wanted it all to be over.“Please, promise me you’ll be alright.”“I will…” Kyle assured her, brushing his fingers lightly against her face. “You just make sure that guy
CHAPTER 623. FIGHT FOR YOU. The Next VictimThe atmosphere outside the cage was absurdly tense. The commentator was excited, but it seemed like everyone else was biting their nails, considering the sheer amount of money riding on the bets.Adriana held her breath when she saw Kyle, but next to her, both El Diablo and his daughter seemed entirely calm.“Are you sure he can handle this?” Adriana growled at Alejandra. “Because if he can’t, I swear to God, you’ll be the one who ends up in the frying pan!” she threatened. The woman in front of her only gave a slow smile.“Relax. He’s a strong guy. He’s got this,” Alejandra assured her. Moments later, they watched Kyle step into the cage, not a single trace of emotion crossing his face.For the first time in his life, he entered the ring wearing shorts, unabashed about showing off those pale, silvery legs that almost gleamed under the lights.“White? Seriously, white?” Adriana hissed, turning to Caleb, who shrugged.“Intimidation strategy.
CHAPTER 624. FIGHT FOR YOU. A DebtMadness was now part of the moment. The audience swung between shouts of encouragement and curses as every passing second brought them closer to either winning or losing their bets.In his private box, Wexler looked more anxious than ever. Thirteen challengers had already entered the cage, and Kyle was showing signs of wear. Because he had to be tired, right? He had to be, after enduring thirteen fights. But he didn’t seem like he was about to collapse.He had a couple of cuts above his eyebrow, a shoulder that was less functional, and a lot of aimless pacing inside the cage. The next one! The next one would be the one to take him down! Wexler consoled himself. But when the next one also fell at the King’s feet, Sir Lionel Wexler began to understand what true terror was. The narrator’s remarks certainly weren’t helping.“THIS IS UNBELIEVABLE, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! THREE LEFT! ONLY THREE REMAIN TO FACE THE CHALLENGER! THIS HAS BEEN A CRAZY NIGHT, BUT
CHAPTER 625. FIGHT FOR YOU. The StarfishIt seemed impossible. Madness. But the entire night boiled down to this moment. Everything Kyle had trained for—to recover and give the best cage fight of his life—had a single purpose: to get this man in front of him.“I don’t know what you’re planning, but you can’t…!” Wexler spat, and Kyle almost looked at him with pity.“Greed got the better of you, as always,” Kyle retorted. “A man with common sense wouldn’t have walked into the lion’s den tonight, knowing exactly who I am and what you owe me.”Wexler pressed his lips together, summoning all the ego of an English lord as he raised his chin.“I don’t know what you’re talking about!”“Yes, you do! Of course, you do, so spare me the act. Vance Burgges—or whatever his name is—spilled everything,” Kyle growled. “Your greed got the better of you when you had a bunch of professors killed over Quantum…”“And you have it!” Wexler barked, going pale. It seemed pointless to deny it any longer.“Yes…
CHAPTER 626. FIGHT FOR YOU. Fighting for YouThe starfish. The tiger leap. The tired hippo. The OCD squirrel. And the scorned cat. Not a single animal was left unremembered or a position unexplored as Kyle put her through them all that night. By the time dawn broke, the Hellmand mansion gardens were pristine, the gym showed no trace of blood, and every remnant of Sir Lionel Wexler in the world was turning to ashes in Mrs. Hellmand’s personal furnace.Adriana opened her eyes and felt the bare body pressed behind her. She snuggled closer because there was no better place in the world than the arms of her personal brute.“Aren’t you hungry?” she heard his sleepy voice and nodded.“Starving.”“And for food?” he laughed.“That too. That too.”Kyle turned her around to look into her eyes and gently brushed a strand of hair aside to see her smile.“I love you. What you did yesterday, the way you set everything up… it was incredible, babe.”“What I did?!” she exclaimed, as if Kyle had complet
CHAPTER 627. RED PROMISE. PROLOGUESYNOPSISMauro was just a teenager when he made a promise to love forever, only to have his heart shattered upon discovering that she was part of a bet—one made by his closest friends to ensure that the perfect heir, Mauro Keller, lost his virginity to a cheap girl.Finding out he’d been deceived served only to turn him as cold and cruel as a man could be. It taught him how to hurt, how to wound, and how to mistrust all women equally.But perhaps the worst part was seeing the woman of his nightmares reappear years later, in a vulnerable position that gave him the perfect opportunity for revenge. Because if there’s one thing Mauro won’t do, it’s keep the promise he made all those years ago.RED PROMISE: PROLOGUE“I’ll love you until my last breath.”It was the sweetest phrase an eighteen-year-old could say to the girl he had shared his first time with, but God knew Mauro Keller had meant it from the depths of his heart—a heart that had belonged to Ain
CHAPTER 628. RED PROMISE. HOW BAD IS IT?TEN YEARS LATER.Everything had changed for Mauro in the last ten years: his university, his friends, and anything that could remind him that his first love had only been a prostitute bought for him by a couple of idiots.First, it had been England—Cambridge, of course. Then long stays in Italy and France, until he finally settled permanently in Lucerne with his grandparents.Rarely did he need to go to Zurich to see his parents. However, they had moved there in recent years, and with Loan Keller’s heavy workload, his father had practically demanded that Mauro spend his birthday with him.“It’s getting harder and harder to see you!” his father grumbled, feigning irritation, though it was clear he felt nostalgic. “You never want to come!”“And you visit Lucerne less and less!” Mauro shot back.“That’s because I’m drowning in work, all because my eldest son prefers running his uncle’s company over taking charge of his father’s!” Loan complained,