Love In Carnage

ch.2

Takeshi

Roman charged at Amaya, aiming a punch, but she swiftly ducked and countered with two quick knees to his abdomen, then flipped him over. The crowd erupted in cheers as Amaya circled, eyeing Roman as he rose. He lunged for a tackle, but she sidestepped, sending him crashing headfirst into the cage column.

"Where is she just standing there?" I asked clearly confused as to why she does not take the chance to attack.

"Benefit of a doubt. She always wants to see how they got to be this high. She is learning his technique," my father said.

Roman rose and faced Amaya, attempting a swift jab. However, she parried and countered with a powerful strike to his midsection. His movements slowed, and Amaya seized the moment, sprinting towards him and vaulting onto his shoulders. With a twist and a flip, she sent him crashing to the ground. As he lay there, she unleashed a flurry of punches upon his face. Blood spattered, marking her as she rose from the defeated man and returned to her corner.

"Let's go," my father said as he got up and walked towards Amaya.

I followed behind while still keeping my eyes on the woman. She took out her grill and drank water while her eyes were on the man who was being checked by the referee.

"Miss Martin," my father called out and her head snapped towards us.

She smiled and said, "Mr. Aizawa, it's been a while."

"Yes, it has, my dear, allow me to introduce my son, Takeshi Aizawa," my father said.

I saw her smile grow into a smirk as she looked me up and down, but I could not complain as I also was taking in her physic. She is as beautiful as she is deadly.

"The current Yakuza if not mistake," she said.

"No, you're not, Miss Martin," I said looking into her eyes.

"We are looking for a fighter and it seems you will do well," my father said.

"And what makes you think that I will fight for you, with respect Mr. Aizawa, I don't think so," she said, and the smirk never left her face.

"You killed my fighters, it's only fair you take their place," I said stoically.

She chuckled and shook her head before turning around. "No thank you."

"We can pay you more than you make here plus to sweeten the pot, I can get Dimitri for you," my father said with a smirk. Amaya turn and the smirk on her face was gone, only a serious expression took over as she crouched down to be at our eye level, "That among other things will be provided for you and the is another thing," my father said.

"What?" she asked.

"That is to be discussed privately. Now are you going to fight for us or what?" My father asked.

She seemed to think it through before calling one of the guards that were standing around the ring, "Max please take these gentlemen to my locker room after the fight."

Max nodded and waited for us. "Miss Martin, please take this fight seriously. I would like to see what I will be paying for," I said.

"Yes sir," she said teasingly as she turns back to find that Roman was trying to stand.

I know her response was nothing special but FUCK! It is making me excited. We walked back to our sits and watch the remainder of the fight.

"You like her?" my father asked with a smile.

"Maybe," I said while going back to the fight.

"Good because she is going to be your wife," he said as Amaya broke Roman's hand.

"WHAT!"

"Takeshi, both you and I know that it was your mother's death wish for one of us to see you get married and I am not getting any younger," he said not taking his eyes off the fight, "You will learn to just as I learned to love your mother," he said while standing up.

Due to my conversation with my father, I missed the rest of the fight, but Amaya had won and was currently walking out of the cage. The guard took us to a locker room that had two black couches and two doors.

"What if she doesn't want to marry me?" I asked as we sat down on one of the couches.

"With Dimitri in the deal, she will do anything, even sell the devil her soul," he said as he lit a cigar.

"How do you know?" I asked curiously.

"The day your mother died; Amaya was disgusted as a bodyguard for the U.S president. She took three bullets to her body but still got her charge to safety. She came back for your mother, but she found her team stripped, having writing on their skin, gagged and kneeling in a line along with your mother. Dimitri had violated her team before killing them and when it came to your mother Amaya had lost too much blood, but she tried to save her" he explained with a distant look.

"And where were you?" I asked.

"She made sure that all of us were out of the building and when I went in, I saw her use herself to shield your mother but there were two shooters, one shot her and Dimitri shot your mother," he stopped to take a deep drag before releasing it, "your mother, even knowing her for a few hours, took a shine to her and so did I, but I guess falling to protect your team and a civilian must have made her quite."

Wow......how could she sacrifice herself for a stranger. That explains why my father took a liking to her so fast but why was Dimitri...

"Why is he alive?" I asked.

"Because he is not mine to kill. He may have taken the love of my life, but he took their dignity, honor and her confidence," he said, and the door opened to reveal Amaya.

She walked in and she had a blunt in her mouth, her robe in one hand and money in the other. She throws the money into a duffle bag and her robe onto the couch before sitting down while her legs open and her arm slang over the couch.

"Ok, let's talk Mr. Aizawa," she said as she blower air out of her mouth.