Bruising Is a Female

Bruising Is a Female

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"They told me you're tough, doesn't seem like it." He satirically smirked, tackling me on the ground with both of his hands holding mine still. "Well they told you wrong boy. I'm outstanding." Not wasting another second, I freed myself from his grasp and leaped on my feet before shooting his sharp jaw a right hook then a very solid uppercut making his sturdy, muscular physique plunge on the hard ropes. "Proved you wrong." I smugly smirked. ....... Meet Charlotte Anderson. A twenty-three year old passionate boxer who does not know the meaning of backing down. A boxing glove is her mate, the heavy bag is her lifeless coach and the boxing ring is her home. Ever since her harridan mother abandoned her for a guy in his twenties, boxing became a main part of her life. She became a professional fighter and won most of the matches she's been in. But what happens when she takes part in the first cross-gender match against the brooding and arrogant Justin?
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What do you get when you mix a stubborn, beautiful woman with an arrogant, handsome man, and there's already a history between them? The results may vary: intense arguing, lies, hatred, sexual tension so strong, it's palpable. When London Withers' company's latest challenge brought her and her unintentional one night standee together, she doesn't know what to do, how to feel. Of course, she mostly blamed herself for dropping her name in the slot box during a moment of weakness. She should've known the moment would pass. Now, she was stuck, married to a man she absolutely abhorred for two months and a half and she couldn't do anything about it. It didn't help that she had been celibate for nearly a year and that he is still just as sinfully good looking as he was the last time she'd seen him. Will the lies, hatred and the arguing worsen or will everything take a complete turn in another direction, one London never anticipated?

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