Toxic Love

Chapter 1

Edited by - @HarrysHunney

Anastasia POV

Hi, my name is Anastasia Black, let me tell you a little about myself. My parents died during a war between them and another mafia but, I don't remember anything since I was very young when it happened.

I grew up on the streets without any food or shelter. Until one day this 16-year-old boy came and started teaching me street fighting. After a while we got pretty close, I had soon fallen in love with him. He taught me how to fight, so I could protect myself, we both got matching tattoos as a sign of our friendship but, suddenly the next day he disappeared.

I felt heartbroken but, I was used to it. Even after that, I am still thankful I met him because I used my fighting skills and got into a street fighting underground and that's where I get my income to survive. Him teaching me how to fight advantaged me in money and protection.

I've had many losses, I have scars that I learned from which earned my title as an undefeated champion for 3 years now. Currently, I am 20 years old soon to be 21.

I live in a penthouse, resulting from all the money I earned from fighting. I don't like to brag but I am kinda rich (joking I kinda do).

I got my education, I graduated with a master's degree in business, and tomorrow I start my job as a secretary for a big rich CEO whom I don't know and don't care about. They just got a new branch in my country. Therefore, I start working for the CEO tomorrow.

The only reason I'm going to start working is to cover up my true source of income. 

Anyways, tonight is Sunday, I have a big match against another good fighter in the underground, so I have to start getting ready for my fight.

I took a shower and got into my outfit, grabbing my fighting clothes and putting them in a gym bag. I grabbed my car keys, got in my car which was one of my favorites, my Porsche GT3, and I tossed my bag in the backseat.

I grab a Starbucks coffee on my way just to boost up my energy.

Then, I went to the underground. Once I arrived, I noticed it was empty. Thank God, but, it will get crowded in no time since the fight starts in half an hour.

People know me as the Black Wind. No one knows my real name and I like it that way. The less they know about you the better, I like my true identity hidden.

I went into my dressing room, I got into my fighting clothes, and I warmed up .Once I finished, It was time for my name to be called out informing me to get into the ring to face my opponent.

While I was waiting, I felt someone's eyes on me, I searched around, finally finding the person. I think he was the new fighter, they were talking about him. Apparently he calls himself  'The darkest shadow'. I'll admit he had one hell of a body but, since it was dark, I couldn't see his face. I didn't care enough about who he was anyway. I was still curious though. He looked like he had a huge ass ego on him, I could smell it from here. But you know what they say, don't judge a book by its cover.