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“You’re no more broken than I am,” I soothe, and he gives me a kiss back.

“I have this work-related thing in a couple of nights—I wondered if you’d like to join me?” He shifts in his seat with me still sitting on his lap, clearly he’s nervous now. It’s endearing after what just happened between us.

“Thing?”

“You know Matthew Carter?”

“Big man, scares the shit out of me when he looks my way.”

“Yes, that’s him. Well I shot him. He got pissed off, and I have to have a cage fight with him. Would you stand in my corner?”

“A cage fight? Isn’t that dangerous?” I sit upright on his lap.

“Probably, but it’ll be fun. Matthew and I have trained together in hand to hand combat previously, so I’ve a good idea what I’m up against. The contest will put to bed another bad chapter in my life. Hopefully, I’ll be able to finally move on.”

“Then, yes, I’ll stand in your corner. You won’t be able to keep me away.”

Chapter Eight

Ryan

The noise of the assembled crowd rumbles through the arena my brother hired for the event. What we’re doing isn’t strictly legal, but none of the hundred plus people here are going to question it, not when it’s between two people associated with MI5. A couple of pre-main event fights have just finished—one of them included a young lad who’s just joined MI5. He fought really well and annihilated his opponent in two short rounds. I just hope I’m going to last a little longer against Matthew—the man is a monster with a grudge. He’s also the overwhelming favorite according to the secret bets being placed around the room. He’s been influential in getting me back to work, but that doesn’t change the fact I shot him—testosterone and justice demand I’m his punchbag for tonight.

“You’re up in five minutes.” James pokes his head around the door, his arm still in a sling from where he’s had the latest operation on his shoulder. As of yet, he’s still doesn’t have any movement in it, but the doctors are hopeful.

“Thanks.” Puffing out my cheeks, I wrap the rest of the white strapping around my right hand while nodding toward my brother. He looks behind and then steps inside the room and shuts the door.

“You know Matthew won’t think any less of you if you don’t do this. He’s forgiven you already.”

“I know.” I hand my brother the tape for my left hand, and together we wrap it. I always find it difficult to do my dominant hand. “I want to go through with this though. Matthew is a good man and has always been a great friend to me. I just couldn’t see the evil in our grandfather, and I wanted revenge when I learned that it was Matthew who killed him. I’m an MI5 operative, and I’ve shot to kill on more than one occasion when needed. I don’t think I truly wanted Matthew to die the day I shot him otherwise I’m certain he would now be dead. I knew retribution would come someday. I owe him this, and I won’t back down. That’s not me.” Nodding toward his arm, I continue, “If you want the same one day, I’ll stand there and take it from you too.”

James laughs and says, “As my bigger brother, I thought it was you who was supposed to dish out the punishments.”

Winking at him, I grab my robe and follow him out of the dressing room.

“Don’t worry, little brother, there’ll always be time for me to exert my authority over you.”

When we walk out of the room, I notice Amy standing, waiting for her husband, with Elena beside her. Elena looks up at me with bright eyes and bites her lip. She’s wearing a beautiful blue dress, which accentuates her toned figure and has me itching to go back into the dressing room with her again and delve back into her underwear for a second time. Man, after I’d taken her home the other night and made sure she was safe, I must’ve jacked off in my shower three times before my dick even thought about softening. Elena’s delightful little whimpers had been music to my ears as she watched Master Stone whip his submissive, while I got her off.

“Hi.” She looks up at me from under long eyelashes as I intently take in her appearance. “Amy told me you were in the blue corner, so I thought I’d show my support for you by wearing this.”

“Thank you,” I find myself tongue-tied and reply like a complete nerd.

Shit, I’m getting hard again. Maybe I have time to rub a quick one out even if it leaves me exhausted. I know I’m going to lose the cage fight anyway because I want Matthew to win. Amy and James chuckle beside me as Elena turns even brighter red. The shorts I’m wearing leave little to the imagine, and it must be obvious to anyone looking down I’m enthralled by the woman in front of me.

“I…er…” Elena stumbles over her words, her eyes flittering between my face and my groin. I grab her and pull her close to me, giving her a bruising kiss to her lips. She melts into my arms as our instant mutual attraction results in a need for us to touch each other.

“You look stunning.” I finally manage to regain the ability to utter a sentence without looking like a horny cartoon character with his tongue rolled out on the floor. “Once the fight is over, we’ll talk more. Go with Amy and James, they’ll look after you. It’s a little bit rowdy out there.”

“I will.” Her smile lights up the room as she follows my brother and his wife into the arena where the fight is taking place.

“Looks like I better not land any low blows then.” Matthew appears beside me, laughing. He’s wearing a pair of tight red shorts similar to my blue ones.

“We’ve not gotten to that stage yet,” I inform him and look back in time to catch sight of Elena, one final time, before she disappears from view.

“You will be. Just remember though, she’s a friend of Amy’s. You break her heart, and Sonia will break your balls.”

Matthew’s girlfriend pushes past me to catch up with her love. She has a smirk on her face, which tells me she would be a tough opponent if she were against me in the cage. I’ve seen the pair of them at the club. Even though Sonia is Matthew’s submissive, she still wields a whip like a professional Domme with numerous years of practice. I think out of our group of friends she’s the only one who really scares the shit out of me.

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