His Captive Mate
She looks at him and smirks, he sighs,
“A fight club?” She chuckles, “Her idea I assume.” She nods, finalising the bet of the person she’d been talking to. She sighs and looks at him as she puts the notepad down,
“She was manhandled twice in less than twenty-four hours. She needed to blow off some steam.” He nods, “The rules are simple; submit and you’re out. You can tag none, one or two people in when you leave, up to you. It varies the number of opponents. People can choose whatever weapon they want from the supplied options. Celine and I did some training with them before this started.”
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