Ineffable

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"Right so I get one more question...and that is...do you wanna fight me?"

I lift my head, switching my gaze from the plate to him. "What did you just say?" I ask, unsure if I heard it correctly.

"I said, do you want to fight me?" He repeats himself.
"Why are you asking me that?"

He sighs, "well if I'm being honest, you intrigue me, I want to see for myself what kind of strength you have to have the kind of reputation that you have, what better way to find out than fighting face-to-face?"

"Is that right?" I ask. "Yes, so do you want to fight me?"

"Fuck yeah!"

His lips curve up as he stands up and reaches out a hand. "Then let's go" I stand up gently placing the used utensils down on the empty plate, as I also get up from my seat. He escorts me outside as we walk up to the parking lot.

Once I get to my car, he says "just follow behind me with your car, I know a place where we can fight without being interrupted" I nod.

"глупый человек" I mumble as I get inside my car. He must have gone fucking crazy, he wants to fight an assassin because she's intriguing? Yeah right, and I'm a saint" (Stupid man)

I grab my phone from my pocket and quickly send a text to victor saying that I had to leave urgently and that the food was delicious.

"You wanna see how strong I am? I'll fucking show you how strong I am, Alessandro."

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Alek Alessandro pov

"Hey, kid! Sign me up for a fight...I'm itching for some action!" A very bulky man, shouts as he flexes his ridiculously large muscles. I roll my eyes, he'll be dead in a second.

"Yeah sure, shall I save you a fight for now or later?" I ask bored as fuck. Dad and Luca are making me stay here in Russia working as a staff for a fighting arena when I asked them why? it's apparently because 'we said so'

"чувак, я только что сказал, что жажду драки, используй свой мозг, тупица!" He shouts laughing alongside his other bulky friends. (man I just said I'm itching for a fight, use your brain dumbass!)

"с кем бы ты хотел драться?" I ask. Anybody who this guy wants to fight gonna have a really easy time in the arena, the bulkiness he worked so hard for will be the exact reason for his loss, or death. (Who would you like to fight?)

"Who's number one for today? I'll fight whoever he is, and I'll bet a thousand- no 2 thousand that I'll win, you can keep the money for the arena, kid" he brags in front of people

I scoff under my breath, please! I'll bet a million- no two million that this dumbass muscle guy will lose within five minutes. "Yeah, sure man..it seems you'll be fighting viper, and the fee for entering is $50"

"Eh why 50? It's 20 no?"
"You said you wanted to fight the number one for the day, fighting the fighters who are ranked 5th to 2nd place is 40, and the 1st ranked fighter is 50, the rest small fights are 20" I roll my eyes, this fight won't even be worth 20 let alone 50, but who cares?

"Can't ya decrease it? After all, I'm risking my life by fighting viper no?" He says trying to cover up his sheepishness. Damn. He's cheap.

"I didn't ask you to fight viper and if you can bet not 1 but 2 thousand, what's 50 dollars to you?" I tell him as a matter of fact. I can tell he is nervous, I mean, it is viper.

"Alek! Everything alright?" Hah! Finally, my brother is here, "Luca! Why the hell did you leave me here in this damned hell hole? And who's the pretty lady?" I shout as I shift my eyes from my brother to the very pretty lady beside him.