Fighter

Thirty Five

Your POV

......Two days later......

The hairs on the back of my neck stand before I can see it. My body alert me when he turns the corner in the hotel lobby where I'm standing.

He smiled. It's the face of a madman. I already know that he doesn't follow the rules. The son of a bitch has balls of steel to come in my way. I'm stopped between Jon and Henry, two of the biggest fighters in the world, and he doesn't hesitate not even a little.

Jon takes a step forward.

- Give me just one reason, your piece of
shit.

Completely ignoring him, Colin focus on me.

- I will be back inside that hot little pussy in less than a week - He leans forward and
he whispers.

He must want to die. I grab him by the
neck and warn him.

- You're out of your mind, Colin. I'll have the police waiting for you when you land in New York.

He doesn't even blink. Probably thinks that I'm talking about the fight.

- I know all about the money you stole. I told Robert this morning. I'm going to tell Scarlett now. I was going to let them decide what to do with you, but on second thought, a little shit like you definitely need to be locked behind bars. So step one foot in New York, and I'll make sure
that you get at least five years for stealing.

His face is turning purple from my grip on his neck but he doesn't do any
movement to break free.

Maniac is not enough to start describing how fucked up this guy is.

- He's not worth it. - Henry says.

I squeeze harder, aware that could break his throat in this exact moment. Probably I should do it, although the idea of ​ sending this fucked asshole with angry control problems to the prison is much more attractive than a death quickly and relatively painlessly. I free him.

He smiles and walks away.

- That is a sick motherfucker. - Henry says,
when Colin walks away as calmly as he approached.

- Absolutely - Jon agrees
My taxi stops and I say goodbye.

- Thank you for everything.

- No problem. - Jon says with a smile. - Take care of yourself. If you ever go to Chicago, drop by the gym. - I nod my head and turn to look at my brother.

- I can't thank you enough for all you've done for me. I owe you one.

- You give Liv an exclusive when you win the title next time. Get better, get your girl back, and then get back in the ring. - I Smile.

- Ok, but I'm going to lose some kilos until I reach your category, so she can write how i ended and destroyed you.

He laughs.

- In your dreams, little sister. In yours
dreams.

***

At the airport, I change my ticket to Washington by one to New York.

Robert told me that Scarlett left earlier. I need to tell her that Colin has been stealing and I need to go to the police. If she doesn't want to be with me, I will have to deal with it. But there is no chance of me leaving that one Sick motherfucker even come close to her.