The Boxer Chapter 21 Novels & Stories

I spit towards him, "Why are you reading that fücking account, traitor?" "I-I just... it's interesting to know about boxers and..." "No, nothing. Stop reading that, everything they say about me or Mid is bullshit," I get up from the couch, leaving the envelope there and stuffing the measly thousand pounds in my pocket. Felix steps back in fear.

Charles’s POV Soon after the game started, I felt very bored. I rolled my eyes and squinted at their game. Although the two boxers on the stage looked very imposing, their boxing skills were really very elementary. Billy fidgeted around me. "This game sucks, right?" I asked him. Billy tugged at his hair and yelled, "Oh my God! They're nothing compared to our pack warriors! I feel like we paid for a children's game!" As soon as he finished, one fighter punched the other, and the rogue, who had failed, crashed into the guardrail, bounced back into the ring and passed out.

CHAPTER 48 The bouncer guard slightly shocked when he see the strength of Joshua. He quickly get up and ready to fight to Joshua. “you’re only lucky that you hit me first but for the next time it will not happen again!” the guard spit his saliva to him. “Bring it on!” Joshua’s icy cold eyes became murderous. The bouncer endured his damage in his abdominal and pretends to be okay. In his thought that he is a pro boxer but these time someone came up and kicked him easily. So he can’t accept it and his perseverance to fight exploded and he punched again Joshua.

The remaining few people looked at each other, not daring to take a step forward! Too scary! How could these people be so strong?! Fear welled in their hearts! Josh clapped his hands and threw a boxer on the ground. Then, with cold and provocative eyes, he looked at the leading boxer on the opposite side. He stretched out his hand and beckoned with his fingers. “Come here.” “Son of a b*tch!” The leading boxer exploded in anger. Squeezed his fists, he punched him. However... Josh raised his leg and kicked sideways!

I googled him and found out his name used to be Mickey 'the mouse' Belvo. Two men are going head to head in the boxing ring. I stare as the match begins right before my eyes. I thrive in the art of boxing. It's always been a passion of mine and now that I am training once again, I find myself drawn more and more to it. One of the men I recognize as Manuel, Mickey's nephew. He is a bit on the young side, only twenty, but has a sick mother and three little brothers to care for. The other man I have never seen before but judging by all the other men watching the match as well, he is new here.

"I suggest you stop thinking about her already. She can break your bones if you mess with her." "Wait," he drops flat on his stomach, his horrified eyes on me. "That boxer is her father?" "Of course, he is," I throw a towel at him. "Can't you tell by the similar enthusiasm and that predatory look in their hazel eyes?" "Hell yeah," he mumbles, cleaning sweat off his forehead. His gaze is fixed at Sasha and I have to control my chuckle at his helplessness. "So, I suggest you better be careful. Besides, these one-sided crushes are tough," I pat with sympathy on his back.

He scoffed coldly, “I’ll give you three seconds to hand the box. If not, I’ll teach you a lesson with my punch!” His tone was filled with threat as the atmosphere felt utterly tense. However, Charmine was unusually calm. In this situation, there was only one thing: Go for it! Seeing that the boxing king was about to strike, she threw out a punch to get in the fight. Throughout the fight, Charmine was protecting Dior, not letting anyone have any chance of attacking her. She only had one thought in mind: The box could save Chris’ life, and these men must not get their hands on it!

“I am not the same girl they locked away, Marcus! My feet are moving just fine.” Marcus slammed his elbow back hard to force me away, laughing loudly as his eyes flashed a dangerous, beastly yellow in the dim light of the pit. “Good! That punch actually had some iron in it. But a human boxer fights with their hands, while a wolf fights with their entire mass!”

When the cries of that man went louder, I was certain that he had lost his bones. Initially the other men of his group who were still confronting Daniel on the floor intended to attack Daniel but one look from Daniel shattered their every inches of courage. Daniel shot up his eyes to cast a look at them smugly. His lips continued outstretching smugly when he disclosed his information with pride, " Opps hons! I forgot to inform you all in advance that I am a professional boxer."

It really embarrassed her, even though she was very excited about tonight. Javier left Cher’s office and went straight to the gate. What he did not expect was to see Guy Metz waiting for him right outside. This time, Guy looked infuriated and pumped up right from the bat, his legs shutting tight in an obvious attempt to prevent having his nuts attacked again. “Listen, Xavier twerp. I swear I’ll knock the living daylights out of you today so you’ll finally understand what it means to face—the—boxing—champion!” he announced.