Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate
They chanted his name, louder, more insistent, “Let Petrov in!”
Then Kamin, riding high on his win and baring his teeth like a drunk fool, pointed as he threw words at Oleg. “What, you think this ring is for babies? “You were too scared to face Elvis, who barely even lasted seconds, and now you think you can handle me.”
Pressing my lips together, I scrutinized Kamin, who laughed like I was the worst, most boring joke he’d been dying to deliver and finally got the chance. Oleg didn’t bother exchanging a word with him.
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