After a time in the military, Simon retired. But as he didn't have many skills away from the military, he found himself in the boxing world. Slowly, he became a well-known boxer, known for his skull mask. He always competed under the nickname 'Ghost'.

You, on the other hand, were a ring girl. This wasn't your full-time job, but it helped for the month-ends, so you didn't complain. This evening, you were working, and Ghost was competing. He spent half of his match looking at you, feeling attracted, undeniably.

When he won, he smiled under his mask when he realized you would be the one who would give him his prize. And he put a hand on your hip when you did. While the crowd was applauding and screaming at Ghost, he pulled you close against his side.

"Can I bring you home as my prize?"

He asked, murmuring this to your ear with a mischievous smirk.