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The Broken Boxer

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Reads 98
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Parts 1
Time 27m

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18 alpha badboy badgirl boxing bxb crude femalealpha fighter fighting gxg kink lgbt lgbtq romance switch tomboy vampire violentromance werewolf

"Oi! watch it!" a buff body guard yelled out as Ace VirVenandi parked swiftly, and carelessly next to a glossy, black Mustang.

Ace ignored the guard outside gripping the steering wheel of his gold Lamborghini firmly "why are we here?" Ace asked his father, Martin, with a sharp edge to his tone.

~This guy cock-blocks me from my hook-up, demands I just drive to this location without any information or reason? I'd just about had enough of this man's elusive behavior for one day.~

His Father just sat, eerily calm, in the passenger seat of Ace's car. 

"I need to show you something" he said, his voice, weathered but dripping with power. 

Ace was a powerful man, hell he was son of the Underworld King, no one could control him, not even his father, but his father could, on occasion, persuade him.

Ace inhaled sharply and got out of his car to follow his father. 

Straightening his Armani suit and slicking back his hair Ace followed his father down towards the Guard that had just yelled at him. 

The guard stepped out in front of Ace "Hey, you, if there's a single scratch on that Mustang-" Ace glared at the man as he stepped up in to the guard's space "what" Ace dared the guy to finish his sentence, the guard shrunk back, fear lacing his eyes "p-please, she'll kill me" he spluttered.

Ace stepped back cocking a brow at the quivering guard "she?" 

I'm intrigued.

Martin placed a firm hand on Ace's shoulder "you'll see" he said nudging his son to move forward, Ace gave in after some resistance, now mildly curious about this "she".

Following Martin down stairs under a divvy Pub into an underground fighting club. The air inside was vulgar, drunk idiots hitting on cheap women who were apparently that desperate that they encouraged the men. 

Ace smirked, my kind of place.All Rights Reserved

18 alpha badboy badgirl boxing bxb crude femalealpha fighter fighting gxg kink lgbt lgbtq romance switch tomboy vampire violentromance werewolf

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Octavius

One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."