Page 22 of Heart Sick Hate

He won’t.

Crew doesn’t lose. Even when he lets his opponent land a few good hits, it’s only for his own amusement. There’s no chance this guy is going to walk out of here.

The buzzer dings and they collide in the center.

Bone. Blood. Violence.

Crew smashes his knuckles against his opponent’s jaw, and he smirks in pleasure as the guy stumbles.

He’s enjoying this.

He wants to watch the light fade from his opponent’s eyes.

He’s a sick, twisted, walking disaster who destroys everything he touches simply for his own entertainment.

And as I watch him knock his opponent one final time in the side of the jaw—cracking it with such force it can be heard over the screaming crowd—I get an idea that will send me straight to hell.

It doesn’t matter if I hate him. Crew enjoys making a mess, and I’m in the mood to burn everything down.

6

Crew

Rage drops like deadweight to the mat in a puddle of his own blood. Satisfaction courses through me as my fingers flex. The way my knuckles imprinted on his flesh and painted a beautiful violent picture with his face should settle me, but I’m more amped up than I was before the fight started.

My gaze moves to the empty seat Echo was sitting in earlier, and I clench my hands into fists. It’s her fault for riling me up before the fight, making it impossible to enjoy it like I normally do.

Something about how Derek grazed her leg made me want to cut off his fingers and feed them to him. That and the fact that Echo offered me such a sweet inhale when I teased her about how I could make her beg for me.

The girl is dangerous. I don’t like her, but she still manages to get my blood boiling.

Fuck her for messing with my head.

I left her at the house with Rhett—her boyfriend. She wasn’t supposed to follow me here, walking around with judgment in her eyes. I can’t escape the girl lately, and it’s making my mind numb trying.

“Brutal.” Mandi slips her hands around my arm and presses her pastie-clad tits against me.

I don’t fuck ring girls anymore because I pay them, and the first couple of times I did, it got complicated. But it doesn’t stop the few of them who continue to try.

Mandi bats her lashes like she thinks she has the power to break me with her silicone-infused lips. They’re overinflated and unimpressive. And as much as I enjoy fucking, lately, I’ve had no interest.

The only thing that even comes close to releasing a little tension is hitting someone.

Jude and Sage write me off as a sadistic fucker who doesn’t give a shit. Maybe that’s true given the amount of enjoyment I get inflicting pain on others. What they don’t understand is why I am the way I am.

Either you’re the one receiving pain or inflicting it. I saw the result of one side as a child, so I made sure when I grew up to be the one who did the damage.

Shaking Mandi off my arm, I make my way out of the ring. The crowd screams for me—cheers for me. It should give me some sense of validation, but I’m not here for them. I don’t need their acceptance or admiration. I did what I came to do.

If only I felt better now.

Lifting my hands, I examine my knuckles bleeding through the tape. It’s another part of me ripped open, andthere’s nothing to be found but blood. Leaking proof that life’s as breakable as anything else, no matter how well you can take or hand out a punch.

I pass the locker room and head straight to the office. Jude is on his honeymoon and Sage is busy with whatever new girl he’s fucking this week, so I don’t have to hide what I’m up to. Swinging the door open, I find Paul leaning back on the couch with his cock down Tiffany’s throat.

“Busy?” I cross one ankle over the other and prop myself against the doorframe, not bothering to look away.

Tiffany pulls her mouth off his dick in shock and rushes to her feet, while Paul just smirks from his seat and thankfully puts his dick away. I’d like to say it’s the first time I’ve seen it, but Paul doesn’t share my feelings on not fucking the girls who work here. Which is why, as Tiffany shuffles out of the room, winking back at him, I already know this is going to be another Chelsea situation.

---