Page 78 of Heartless Sinner

Every Son wore a neon mask for Initiation. Mine had blue eyes and a jagged blue grin.

Cory stood alone in the middle of the slab, the only man without a mask.

If he was smart, he’d figure out what came next. If not, he’d understand after I knocked him the fuck out.

I stalked toward him as the music thundered through the chamber, already itching to hit Cory. I couldn’t wait to stand over his body and watch his blood stain the concrete.

Cory never took his eyes off me. The second my boots hit the concrete that made up the fighting ring, I ripped off my mask and tossed it aside. I wanted him to know exactly who was about to beat the shit out of him.

I gave him one second to recognize me before charging. He caught on instantly, and the Initiation began. My pulse exploded. No drug matched the rush of this violence.

I hit first.

My fist cracked against his cheek. I grinned at the sound of bones cracking. Cory answered with a shot to my temple hard enough to rattle my skull.

Then we fucking went at it.

My elbow drove into his ribs. My knee into his face. His shoulder slammed into my stomach hard enough to nearly put me on my ass.

I caught him in a headlock. The bastard fucking hit me.

“Motherfucker!” I screamed before headbutting him.

Stars burst across my vision like a fucking cartoon. It was worth it.

We raised our fists for round two. I clenched my teeth and lunged back at him.

We went blow for blow.

Kick for kick.

Blood for blood.

Our movements slowed this time, exhaustion clawing at us, but neither of us was willing to give up.

My body begged me to stop.

Too fucking bad.

Cory still needed to pay for thinking he could have Daphne.

For believing he could take what was mine.

Blood dripped from our noses, lips, and knuckles. I’d wear evidence of this fight on my body for the next month.

The light above us went off, telling us the fight was over.

Fuck the rules.

Cory was on the ground. I punched him one more time before stepping back.

He dragged himself up. “Just because you got her now doesn’t mean you get her forever.”

I spat in his face before punching him again.

He wiped the spit from his face. “Daphne will be mine.”

Fuck spitting.