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Chapter 21--- The Championship

Dedicated to @Euodias3

Hagel's POV

After getting Rosita to agree not to say a word of what she saw or heard or might be thinking to anyone, I returned to my place at the gardens and tried to take a rest.

I couldn't. It was impossible.

My mind wandered back to what just happened a few moments ago.
I'm being careless.
Anybody could have walked in on us and it's a sheer miracle it happened to be Rosita.

I can't fucken think when Hazel's around me.
She drives me nuts. The minute I set my eyes on her, everything I plan goes down the drain and the only thing I can think about is Her, only her.
And my lips on hers, her body flushed against mine.

I know what she said is right. That we shouldn't see each other for a while.
It's better that way at least for a while. For now.
But that's going to be damn difficult, especially after how she looked in my shirt.

Damn.

I sighed, grabbing another pillow and putting it on the other. I lay my head on it.

What now?

The fucken championship match.

Yeah.
I know and I'm soo ready.

Somewhere along the lines of my thoughts, I drift asleep, with her face imprinted on my mind.

***†***

It was 3:05 a.m when I woke up. I took a hot shower and went for my morning run. Then I return home as daybreak.
I walked around the gardens for a while, to put my thoughts in control.

Today is the big day.

Today, I either prove to everyone that that tittle is mine or I embarrass myself again for the third time.

And that's not gonna happen.
I win, and I'll win big.

It starts at 8:00pm.

I can do it
I think I can control my urge to not see Hazel until the match is over.
I package up my stuffs into my gym bag and strolled out.

Everybody is ready at the Rings and they're just finishing up the preparations.
I stood in a corner and watched as  José and the guys got busy with Rick shouting instructions here and there.

Anything could go wrong tonight.
The police could pounce on us and all but that's not gonna happen.

Rick and some 'big men' who supports the Rings will make sure of it.
We have friends amongst the FBI and town Sheriff even comes to watch these fights.... it's that big.

My hands are buried deep inside my pockets as I watched Rick approach me with an easy smile.
" Son! How did you sleep last night?" He asked with a wider smile.
" Slept good" I say, smirking.

" Well good, I hope you're ready?"
" Ready as the day you ever first fucked a pussy"
He laughed at my reply and chirped.   " oh, I wasn't that ready you know, pretty lady just pounced on me, I was helpless"
" I bet you enjoyed it huh".
" Well can't lie"
We laughed at it.

My laugh faded as I met the eyes of the two men standing at the entrance.

Devil.
And my tittle around his shoulders.

I fist my hands as he and his manager, Mr. Tucker approached us.

" Oh look how big you've become now Cold" Tucker jested  with a huge smile.
It's fake, I know it. That man hates my guts.
" And look at you Rick! It's like you're never growing old"
" Can't say same about you" Rick retorted, shaking hands with him.