𝕻𝖊𝖆𝖐𝖞 𝕭𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖘 ~ 𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝕺𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖙𝖘

𝔉𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 ~ 𝔅𝔬𝔫𝔫𝔦𝔢 𝔊𝔬𝔩𝔡

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•My boyfriend Bonnie Gold and I strolled down the bustling city streets, our laughter echoing against the concrete walls. The sun cast a warm glow over our shoulders as we reveled in the simple joy of each other's company. Bonnie's heart swelled with affection as he watched my eyes sparkle with delight.

As we walked, Bonnie gently intertwined his fingers with mine, relishing the warmth of my touch. Our conversation was light and carefree. We shared stories from our childhood, laughed about silly moments we had experienced together, and talked about hopes and dreams for the future.

I smiled at Bonnie, my eyes sparkling with affection. "Remember that time we got lost in the woods behind your house?" Isaid, a playful grin tugging at the corners of my lips.

Bonnie chuckled, the memory coming back to him vividly. "Oh, how could I forget? We were convinced we were going to be lost forever until we stumbled upon that old abandoned cabin."

We both laughed at the memory, the fear we had felt at the time now replaced with amusement. As we continued walking, our conversation turned to more serious topics.

"Are you nervous about tomorrow?" I asked, my concern evident in my voice as I glanced at Bonnie.

Bonnie nodded, a mixture of excitement and apprehension coursing through his veins. "A little bit," he admitted. "But I've been training hard, and I know I'm ready. It's not just about the fight though; it's about standing up for what's right, protecting those we care about."

I squeezed his hand reassuringly, my unwavering support a source of strength for him. "I believe in you, Bonnie," I said softly. "No matter what happens in that ring, know that I'll be cheering you on every step of the way."

He stopped walking and turned to face me. His hands took my little soft face "Riley," he began, his voice soft yet determined, "there's something I've been meaning to ask you."

But our moment got interrupted as suddenly a shadow fell across our path, interrupting the blissful moment. A man, his features obscured by the dim light, approached with an unsettling aura. My hand instinctively clasped around his big one, a flicker of unease crossing my face.

As the man drew closer, his intentions became clear. With a lecherous grin, he reached out and brushed his hand against my arm, a gesture that sent a chill down my spine. Bonnie's protective instincts flared, his muscles tensing as a surge of anger coursed through him.