All Chapters of Get In The Ring, Daddy.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

🦪 DORA 🦪“You have just signed a fight till death deal, where only one of the two players would get out of the ring alive… congratulations.”“There are three cards that signify different meanings. The BLACK card is the most common; it’s the one you get when you get invited to a fight. This BLACK card comes with a written letter, the time, and the location for your pickup, and at that exact time, you’ll be brought to the fighting ring where you’ll fight until one of you dies. After this fight, the sum of 50 million dollars is given to the winner in cash, alongside 50 investors’ 1-kilogram gold bar, which weighs about 32.15 troy ounces, with an approximate value of $130,000 - $140,000.”“The RED card. Not very common, it’s only given to players who have hit the top list and survived several fights. The RED card means the final fight, a fight with our top 1 fighter. This RED card comes with a dagger. If you win, you become our top 1 fighter, and only fighters who hit the top list get t

🦪 DORA 🦪“The Reaper… I wonder who this reaper is. I've killed him countless times in my head; I can't wait to kill him for real.” I say as Dale Lazarus walks towards my side of the car to let me out and untie my hands and legs.“You are so eager to die, Dora. But I'm not so eager to lose you.” He retorts, and I respond by rolling my eyes.“I signed the contract, Umbra would find me sooner or later, and kill me if I back down from a fight, which is their only rule. You know more than anyone else that my only shot at surviving a little is by going into the ring.”“Going into the ring and not coming out? No!”We walk into a building that looks like a simple bungalow on the outside, then, taking down a frame inside a library, he presses a button, and it leads us to a room.“You'll stay here,” he growls and turns around to leave.I held his arm to stop him. “Alone?”“You want me to hire you a roommate?”“That's not what I mean,” I try to explain, “I just…”“Goodnight, Dora,” he states w

🦪 DALE LAZARUS 🦪Staring at Dora, who is still deep in sleep, a sigh leaves my lips, and I slowly pick her up from the bed. I soak her in a bathtub to clean her up, return to the room to change the bed sheets, which have stains of blood and a strong smell of sweat. Also, add things that don’t seem to be in place, to their right place. Then, I return to the bathroom, pick Dora up, get her into some comfy clothes, and place her back on the bed.Opening the bedside drawer, I pick up some painkillers and blood tonic and feed it to her just in case, and when I think she is coming around, she sighs and goes back to sleep.🦪As I step out of the house, I head to my Best friend’s grave. I am dressed in all black, pants and a suit, staring down at his grave with nothing but a rose and a bunch of talk.“I had sex with our daughter…” I blurt out.“I didn't intend to, I just couldn't stop myself.”“I've always loved her… in the wrong way. The truth is, I was holding back, although it was hard

🦪 DORA 🦪All of a sudden, when I look up, someone is looking down at me, and the first place my eyes caught is his fist, which is covered in blood, like he got into an argument with someone or something, and dramatically punched into something unbreakable.“Are you okay?” his voice rings out.“Okay?” I ask coldly. “You didn't return any of my calls or texts.”Dale Lazarus smirks, “I wasn't able to… I didn't think…”“You didn’t think it mattered? Or you didn’t think I’d be worried?... I thought you were dead!” I interrupt, falling to my knees.The tears I’d held for long begin to fall, not silent tears. I was basically screaming, broken to the call, the tears I would rather not cry during my father’s burial, just so everything won’t end up real, it all crashes on me, I was wailing.“I don't want you dead,” I whisper truthfully through my tears, “If life takes you from me, I honestly don't know what I would do. I most definitely would choose to be buried alive… with you, in the same c

🦪 DORA 🦪A small cry escaped my lips, my eyes slowly fluttering open. I fly up in an instant, looking around.I am in a place that looks like a fighting ring, an empty space. There's no roar of a crowd, no shouts, no cheers, no supporters, just the echo of my own breathing and the quiet, almost imperceptible whir of two cameras mounted on tripods outside the ring. Their lenses, dark and unblinking, were aiming directly at me.CCTV cameras are also planted at every corner it could be, to get full footage from every angle of whatever happens in the ring.“Welcome to the ring!” A digital voice roars from a LED screen.“There are no rules in the fight. Except that to win, your opponent has to die. There's no backing down, giving up, or surrendering. Any fighting method is allowed. In this ring, it's just you and your opponent, and only one of you will walk out alive.”I've read this in the contract, but hearing it standing in this ring holds a different weight.“50 million dollars is gi