Mean Looking Sweetheart

CHAPTER 19

Third Person's POV.

"He's here! He's here!" The commotion was due to someone's unexpected presence in the under ground fight today. Someone powerful Avery realized. "I've heard the owner of this ring was a mere servant to the guest today." Someone whispered behind her.

The guest was surely rich, if the servent gets to own an underground ring all by himself. Avery thought as she fixed the glove around her knuckles as she stretched he fingers to test the stiffness of the glove. Avery was despretly wanting to wash her hands off of the fighting because of Ava. Ava had noticed the bruises and cuts more than before, now that they lived together. And she was not happy about them at all.

Despite her refusing to fight anymore, she was forced to fight this one last match by the boss, for the sake of 5 years they worked together. The boss was her trainer, which had opened this underground world to her. She always made sure to get her fingers secure from most of the damage, because she secretly held brush to paint with the same hands.

The announcement boomed through the ring and the back rooms, that it was her turn to fight. She walked out bare feet, with a towel hanging around her neck. She wore the logo covered tank top which clung to her body and the plain black shorts. Her opponent was already in the ring, so she was soon weighted one last time. Her trainer put the mouth guard between her teeth and she bit down on it.

He tapped her head with his knuckles while saying words to boost her up and anger her at the same time. The trainer was nothing but harsh and professional. The moment she stepped into the ring shouts and cheers were erupted from the crowd. Panther! Panther! There were crowd that booed her but there was a greater crowd cheering her up.

Bets were made and right before the starting bell ran the whole hall fell into silence. A man stepped out of the VIP spectator cabin, up above. He had a long grey coat covering the same coloured suite. The owner stood up from his spot and bowed his head as the man walked towards him. Power. That's what that man screamed of.

The man tapped on the owners shoulder and he stood straight, before both of them sat beside each other. The moment the man turned towards the ring, Avery noticed his gaze fix upon her. She looked up at him and her eyes widened with terrifying recognition. The black orbs that were focused on her belonged to no one else but Hamasaki Tsuda.

Archer was the one who gave her information on the guy. Just as she suspected, he was a yakuza. But not any yakuza, he was the only son of the one of the biggest leading tribes of yakuza chains, Hamasaki. They did not only held reigns in Japan but also had power overseas.

That guy was way more dangerous than she first suspected him to be, which gave her more reason to avoid him. Salvatore Agosti, Hamasaki Tsuda and Xavier Herrmann, Avery knew they must avoid these 3 devils to protect Ava and themselves. At any cost.

She turned away and moved her focused to her opponent. And right when the bell rang, a filthy fight broke out. At first all she did was dodge the raged jabs and punches from her opponent. Though she was struck with a blow on her stomach and her chin. She was one of those fighters who likes to make their opponents run out of stamina first.

Once she noticed her attackes were slowing down her lips arched in a smirk as she gave her a right hook which she tried to about but failed. Her right cheek got the blow which made her wince. Before she could recover Avery held her face on the both side and rammed her head on the opponent's face.

The opponent jerked back to get space between them. There was blood trickeling down her nose which made Avery pity the woman. This was no fair fight, but she had to do what needed to be done. Soon they were circling each other, trying to find an opening to strike. 'First blood' Avery smiled and mouthed to the opponent. The teasing could either brake her spirit or enraging her. Avery noticed it was the latter as the opponent charged towards her.