The Hidden Toxin ✔(#6 in the Our Side of The Dice Series)

Chapter 12: Prospective Retaliation

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Ebun

The guy didn't attract her anymore.

Lust was like the urgent need to urinate after all. Once you feed the lustful desires, you feel satisfied, but in this case, Ebun didn't have to feed her lust before her attraction to him disappeared. When she remembered this man was her opponent, and he gave no damn about her except for the fact that he desired to knock her out, Ebun came back to her senses.

But for a short while, she took her time to gawk, and she discovered a lot instantly.

The guy was thirty years old and tall. He had a moderate musculature; broad arms, an excellent wide chest, and biceps. His dark skin looked as smooth as butter. His face was without blemish, well defined, and carefully carved by God. Structured, full eyebrows that started as small balls then loped into arcs. His cool eyes radiated some form of subtlety due to the smallness of his eyes.

His nose was pristine, and the bridge looked like one adorned with smooth pearls; spotless and rare. The same imagery could be applied to the structure of his pink lips. The beards connected from the side of his ear to his chin were the smoothest kind of hair next to a newborn's. It was as though he'd rubbed baby oil on the surface.

Ebun took her time to look at his face once she entered the boxing ring, dressed as a fighter; a sports camisole accompanied with knee-length shorts and a boxing belt positioned in between the bare skin of her stomach and the elastic band of her shorts.

Unfortunately, there was nothing to read about the damned man. No weakness, surprise, or fear to spot beneath his gaze. Just danger and readiness to knock any minion off. She swallowed firmly, clenching her fists as she encouraged herself to look just as fierce and unbothered.

He stood at the left end of the boxing ring while she stood at the right with the referee at the center, uttering some words that she was unable to pay attention to until he mentioned her opponent's name.

"Today's match is between Sean Graham and Ebunoluwa Williams. As you all can see, this is our first-ever boxing match between a male and a female boxer. It's going to be a spectacular sight for sure!" the referee licked his lips suspiciously. "Having dictated all the rules for this boxing match, the match will commence now!"

A ding sound emanated from an unknown source similar to what Ebun always heard in wrestling TV shows, but she knew it to signify the commencement of the match.

The lights became focused only on the boxing ring where she and her opponent stood. The crowd could not be seen because there were no lights cast upon them.

Amid the loud cheers of the crowd that she could hear, the voices consisted majorly of men that seemed to support her opponent. Ebun made a resolve to put these beasts to shame at all costs. No one here had her best interest at heart.

The referee had licked his lips suspiciously, which meant that he anticipated her humiliation since women and girls were seen as the weaker gender. She knew the disgusting scumbag was about to sexualize her as he watched her fight.

Society hated women but she wasn't about to give a damn about that. So she lunged towards Sean gallantly, positioning her fists in a parallel motion with his face as the aimed meeting point. Sean moved closer too with his fists in the same position. His expression cooler than an iceberg.

Each party was waiting to give the perfect blow until—

Wham!

Her face swerved in the other direction. She felt her feet stagger backward against her will. Seconds later, she felt a stinging, loud pain on her cheekbone directly. She didn't waste another second processing the pain before she turned and saw her opponent, positioning his fist aright so he could give her another weakening punch.