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Prologue

The best fighter is never angry

Cracking knuckles

Flesh hitting flesh

Left hook, right hook Jab

The power behind each hit reverberated through Levi Hogan’s ar his need to inflictonly spurred hie The adrenaline rush flowing through his veins was unlike any drug so Levi got off on the pain His pain, other’s pain He needed it Craved it

A swift uppercut to his rival’s jaw ended the match as he felt the other man’s jaw crack in an unnatural way Levi watched in fascination as he fell to the mat in slow motion Blood dribbled fro his cheek and jaw, pooling in a puddle below his unconscious face

People were on their feet cheering for hi, and the announcer hollered and cheered hiiven Desperation was palpable in the air for those hoping he’d take the loss

“Levi “Knuckles” Hogan, not a fucking scratch on hi champ!” The announcer acted more excited than he was “Hand over the ht another loser!”

Walking out of the hoet his attention and the fans wanting an autograph He had to get out Having no reason to keep up appearances since he fought in an underground ring, he had zero desire to ht Inflicting pain was the only thing iht and win, he kneas going to now have a reputation to uphold Which o

Christina had gotten clingier the longer their relationship went on He hadn’t wanted anything serious when they first ht they could be Until she h then

Now, he wanted to start fresh, towhat he loved without the confines of a wo him down

At least…

Not the right woman

Chapter One

The hardest fight you’ll ever have is with yourself