Clara's POV:
What have I gotten myself into? What have I done? Seriously Clara? Going around challenging people? Maybe I am so full of myself. It doesn't matter. I will loose the fight but learn a lesson that I should stop being so arrogant.
I lost a little bit of my confidente staring at the beast in front of me. Thirty minutes after talking to that man I got ready and stepped in the ring and here we are.
Every thing is under your control Clara you can do this. Think about you father. That he will haunt you down for loosing his dear money and a fight just like this.
"3," The speaker announces. You got this everything is under control. If I win this I will become religious.
"2," Who came first eggs or chicken? Then how was the first chicken or egg created?
"1." I got this.
He launches toward me but I dodged. I jumped in the air and kicked him in the back he stumbled a little but kept his balance. He growls launching toward me. Have you heard the famous saying: that the best defense is to attack. I launched toward him as well punching him in the stomach but not before dodging his punch.
He launches toward me punching me in the stomach. I stumbled but kept my balance. That will definitely leave a bruise.
He launches toward me and I run toward him and sliding on the ground and coming behind him. I kick him in his leg from behind he lost his balance and falls to his knees and I kick him again this time on his back. He falls, I start kicking him rapidly till he seats and grabs my leg in a very tight grip it's almost breaking. Fuck. While he is grabbing my leg I throw a punch at his face then freed my leg and kick him in the face he lost his balance and falls. I seat on top of him punching him rapidly.
That's my chance if I give him a second he will get up and ruin me. I punch him in his ribs, stomach and chest. Every where I could. I am sure I have to check my leg. It hurts so bad.
"And the winner is Clara." The speaker announced as someone grabbed my hand raising it to the air.
"Any thing you wanna say?" A man asks bringing a microphone toward me. Only then I noticed the crowd.
"No need to cheer thanks." I say to the crowd sarcastically. They were all shocked staring at me.
"I want to thank myself for not disappointing me and say a huge sorry for doubting myself for even a second." I say as I bow.
"Get up get up it's cool." The mic guy said.
"Umm I'm bowing to myself." I say.
"Oh well um go on." He says.
"Now if you excuse me." I say getting out.
"Work for me." The man from earlier says seeing me. I chuckle.
"Yes? What happened to I can break you with one hand?" I say with a raised brow.
"It was a test. Now work for me and you won't regret it." He says.
"I will think about it. Now my money." I say. Gesturing him with my hands to hand me my money. Yes I will think about it, one day that I'm jobless and hungry and bored maybe I gave it a try.
"Don't you get it? With working for me you will earn more than that." He says I nod.
"My money." I say.
"I can make you a famous assassin." He says.
"And what makes you think that I'm not one already?" I ask.
"You are? I'm sure they don't value you as mush as the should." He says.
"That's my problem not yours now my money." I say. I am getting impatient. My leg hurts really really bad. I am just praying it's not broken. My stomach hurts. I just want to go home.
I can't even wear my heels anymore."Ugh ok but think about it." He says. Going to a huge safe. He opens it.
"Look I may come here sometimes for a good fight." I offer. Or not or maybe I am just saying this so I could take my money and run away. We will never know.
"Here." He hands me a bag after counting the amount for ten times.
"Ugh don't worry If I notice a penny more than five million dollars I will return it." I say with a smile. He rolls his eyes.
I am glad he didn't kill me for it. I guess I know why he didn't attempted to kill me, cause if I come back once or twice he will earn more money than the money he lost.
"It was nice making deal with you." I say with a smirk.
"Just think about my offer bye." He says. I nod making my way out.
After taking my stuff I start walking toward my car. I put my stuff in and start driving home. I should visit a hospital or something. Maybe tomorrow after sleeping. Yes I need to sleep.
When I arrived I took a shower and made my way toward my bed. I'm limping once again but for a different cause. Ugh god.
In less than a few days I have to go back to my daily job routine and here what I've gotten myself into. I will limp around in front of them. Ugh how pathetic.
I have a huge bruise on my stomach and leg. Great Clara good job. Now go around and challenge people. At least I won. It could've been worse.
The next day I woke up knowing about my plans. I am wearing sweatpants and a top with sport shoes and even a sport jacket. Why am I wearing this? Cause I can't wear anything else due to my aching body and did I mention I bandaged my leg? But it doesn't matter at least I am sure he is in more pain. I better get going.
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