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Harry's POV

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Harry's POV.

My lips brush on her silk skin, caressing her slightly red cheeks; my hands are on her stomach, taking care of the little treasure she's guarding.

I'm doing this for them, not for myself. I have made a deal with the devil because I have to protect two little angels, the light of my life. and I won't stop till they will be finally safe, no matter how long will take or what will cost me.

Grace turns to face me. she fell asleep while I was out running, I also took care of her Christmas present. I was just getting ready for the match Scott put up to end this story. I have a bad feeling at the very bottom of my stomach though, it's not fear. I'm ready for this. I haven't fight in ages but my body has never been more ready to smash a face on the white carpet as It is now.

I've stopped boxing because it's not something I like, Alex does it much better than me and it was stressful plus when I started, I did it just because of the screaming girls chanting my name down the ring. I got bored I guess. I wasn't the kind of guy who liked using violence unless is necessary and it was a nice training to control my rage. I was very lunatic back then.

'' I have to go to work'' a part of me really wants for her to stop me and ask me; even the dumbest of the question could break the thin wall I'm building up, but just a little spark of concern crosses her face, nothing more. She doesn't doubt about my word, she never did. but I wish she would.

'' What am I supposed to say? Have a nice day?'' she shyly smirks and I kiss her again, this time hard. Her strawberry scent is all over the place and her soft fingers are playing with my curls. Giving me so much reason not to show up to that game today.

'' I guess you could also say, I'll reward you when you come back home so I'll have a reason to hurry up'' I smirk and Grace pecks the tip of my nose.

'' Have a nice day Harold'' I growl and rip myself away from her.

I grab the car keys and drive all the way to the training centre. It's already noon and when I enter the place, there are a lot of people all around. Scott is already there with Nathaniel who's fully dressed for the occasion. he hasn't wasted money for this. there are a lot of photographer and cameramen. I guess he's sure to win.

I feel something is going to go wrong. I take a long breath and think about the why I'm doing this. It's for Grace, For her freedom. He gave me his word he will let her be if I win, so I'll simply do that and say goodbye to his shitty traps. Just hold on, for her. for our baby Harry. you can do this closed eyes. I think of my beautiful girl as I get ready, I think about her eyes, the way her lips models on mine, as her skin is so soft under my own and calm down almost immediately. At the end of this day, nothing will ever disturb her again.

Nathaniel stretches his shoulders, cracking his neck from right to left before letting one of Scott's handyman take care of his boxing gloves. I don't have anyone on my side of the ring. Everything I care for, is safe in a place where no one can reach and harm it. Which both relives me and scares me.

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