Rise Of The Broken Luna
~Celina~
As the cheers grew louder, Derek stalked towards the centre of the fighting ring, like a predator on the prowl. Once he reached the middle, he stopped, his body still as his icy gaze scanned the arena. I gulped as my gaze trailed down his shirtless torso for the first time. His bare chest gleamed with sweat as he stood proudly under the scorching sun. My gaze darted to a drop of sweat as if transfixed, unable to take my eyes away even if I tried. With an agonising slowness, the drop slid down his body, trailing down his perfectly sculpted abs and disappearing down the v-line. Was it hot here or something?