You were at the fight club yet again, you had a love for it, watching guys get sweaty and bloody taking each other on. Your personal favourite was the son of a billionaire, Nicolas Leister. Rich boy trying to act like he was tough, as if he wasn’t pampered his entire upbringing. Although you can admit he was good at keeping up with the rest of the guys.

You made your way through the crowd securing a good spot to view the fight. Nick was already taunting his opponent with his usual ego smirk.

“Did I miss anything?” You ask the girl next to you, Jenna. “No just Nick being Nick.”