Chapter 2

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Fighting is therapeutic for me. Well, maybe because its the thing I'm great at and I love it too. I feel like I am confidently beautiful with a heart, thank you-kidding. Hahaha. I really love that line of Ms. Pia Alonzo from Philippines in the Miss Universe.

Anyway, fighting in the Fiery Arena is comforting, well, maybe if the people can town down their noises and cheering, it'll be reaaaally comforting. I love fighting here because we own this place. Current title holders of the gangster world-which is us-will own this place. It's just the norms which suited us well.

Since we are the owner, we set the rules which one is no killing. You can kill someone outside but not in our place. I just don't like it in our property. In every fight, no one is allowed to kill, but money is given to the winners in every battle. You can break bones, send them to coma or any other things just don't kill and we're fine. We won't have any problem.

The bell rang, and Angie, the obsessive wanna be queen, screamed like a banshee while running at me. I smirked, she's really easy to taunt with.

Taunting your opponent is a good start because if they are easily taunted, their emotions control their actions which makes them careless. Though I don't need to taunt my enemies to win, it's just fun to see Angie's face contort. Hihi.

"Tsk. You know you shouldn't do that right?" I told her.

"Shut up, you bitch! I'll kick your ass and I'll get what's mine!" She screamed like crazy.

When she's near enough, she tried to punch me. Tried is the key word.

I bent my knees and grabbed her hand, then twist her arms. The sickening crunch can be heard in the whole arena.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!" she screamed in pain.

"Awh, poor bitch. Oh, I know. I'll make it okay." I told her with fake concern etched on my face. As if. I grabbed her other hand then twisted it too, 360° style.

She screamed in agony, but I don't care. Really. I'm bored fighting with her again and again so I know it's the time for her to rest and sleep. So I kicked her in the head then I'm done.

The crowd cheered because I know it's over. I looked around, my kings are done also. Looking fresh and clean. No sweat. They're so great.

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The fight with the Red Wings Gang was plain boring. Sure we won but we knew it from the start and they're not even a challenge. We just made sure that they won't have the opportunity to fight with us again. We just made sure they're in such a deep sleep that they won't have another chance to bother us, in short, they're in coma. Bad? Nah. Not really. Hihi.

We just got home from the fight. We're still in our garage, straddling our motors while we talk. We all live together by the way in our home which we consider our headquarters too.

"Hey A, your prize is in its usual place for you to see and eat." B announced, grinning. He really knows me.

"Thanks B. You're the best!" I quickly got out on my motor and run inside the house for my ice cream which is in the freezer. There is definitely heaven on earth.

"Geez A, slow down. We won't get it back from you. It's all yours, okay? So eat it with ease and enjoy your food." D muttered playfully. He knows how much I love this and that I can't get enough. They all know me too well and I love them for that. They're the brothers you'll wish you'll have.

I didn't reply and just keep eating. I'm so loving this.

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"A! Queen! April! Wake up!"

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 19, 2016 ⏰

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