Chapter 112

  ~Miguel's POV~

  I gripped the chain-link fence, my knuckles white from the adrenaline still pumping through my veins. The crowd's roars faded into a dull hum as I stared down Rocco, his chest heaving, sweat dripping from his brow onto the blood-smeared mat.

  We'd been tearing into each other for...

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