The mafia King's Pet [M×M]
I clenched my fist at my sides, ally he tricks and drills of damon replaying innmy mind like a fadt movie.
The warrior was strenght based. It was evident by he weight of his onw punche that almost incapacitated me in one go.
“Diiee” he bared his fangs, then at the last minute I moved, my legs shifting to the left, as I ducked down. The air whizzled from the force of the fist that could smash through a wall. I swallowed hard. Cringed at the thought of the heavy blow connecting with my jaws.
The warrior staggered, trying to catch his bearing. At the same time the snickering in the background stopped immediately, all the sound stopped like as if someone pressed pause.