Chapter 116 I want you - Dante

Chapter 116 I want you - Dante
"Is she here?" I ask Elio, who looks more excited than me for the fight while my trainer wraps my hands.
"Front row just as you asked." He salutes me, taking his phone out as it buzzes. "I'm telling you now, man, we're going pro one of these days."
Ever since Vincent shut down the illegal fighting ring Elio was operating, he's somehow appointed himself as my agent of sorts. He got me the job at the DiCassio mansion as a guard, making sure I'm earning three times my previous salary where I was working construction. Construction was hard, and I didn't have much time to train. He said he will talk to Vincent so the familia can sponsor me until I get my first big fight, so I'm hopeful. Hopeful, but doubtful. The familia doesn't just do things like that without wanting something in return. I'm not stupid.
I also have to talk to Vincent about Fiona. She doesn't belong to him, but she is his wife's personal maid or assistant or whatever, so I'm probably going to have to ask his permission to date her.
"Watch out for your ribs." Edoardo warns me. "Be powerful with your right hook, that is his weak side."
"He has nothing on you!" Elio states. "I've watched his fights, and I'm telling you, this one is yours."
I know I'm going to win, just like Elio and Edoardo watched, so did I. I know his weak points, and I know his strong ones too. He's gonna go for my ribs, and as someone who has had their ribs broken before, it hurts like a motherfucker. I'm not getting hurt tonight, my plan is to have him out by the third round.
Plus, Fiona is here. She came to see me fight. There is no way I'm letting her see me get beaten.
The referee comes inside the dressing room, going over the rules and checking my gloves.
"Are you ready?" Edoardo hooks me around the neck. "Remember, powerful on the right, then this match is yours."
I nod, my blood fired up, following them to the inside of the gym that has been cleared with only the boxing ring in the middle and chairs surrounding it that is packed. They announce me, and I walk out to my entrance song, "Dangerous" by Meek Mill, the smooth sound exactly what I like.
The crowd is cheering when I'm entering, but as I slide through the ropes, there's only one woman I'm looking for, and I almost get right back out when I see her sitting next to Bella.
There is nothing innocent in the way Fiona looks tonight, her brown hair up into a sleek ponytail on the top of her head, and her eyes are done in some smoky colors, making the green pop. And her mouth, damn her mouth. It's painted a deep red, and I want to lick it off her lips. She's wearing a black coat and black high heeled boots, making me wonder what she is hiding underneath.
Edoardo grabs my neck when my opponent gets anounced. "Boy! Do you have your head in the game!"
"I have my head in the game." I lie a little. I do have my head in the game, but I also have a brunette in my head who looks a little scared as the other fighter gets in the ring.
Is she scared I'm going to get hurt? Is she scared for me?
She has nothing to worry about, because I do exactly what we planned. I protect my ribs, I'm vicious on the right, having my opponent on one knee in the first round.
"Fuck, yes!" Elio shouts when I take a seat in the corner. "One more of that and we fucking celebrate!"
I play a little with him in the second round, letting him get one hit into my ribs that feels like a motherfucker, but we have to give the crowd something to talk about. I give him one uppercut and two jabs as retaliation, and he ends up on both knees when the bell rings.
One more round, and he's on his back.
"Why are you letting him hit you!" Edoardo looks upset when he hands me my water. "No fucking more hits, boy!"
No more hits.
I take a quick glance at Fiona before I go back in the ring. She looks nervous, her green eyes darting between the other fighter and me. I don't want her looking at another guy, I want her eyes only on me.
Bella is whispering something in her ear, and she bites her red lip, my dick threatening to get hard behind my protective gear.
Head in the game.
This is taking too long, so I hit the guy with two right blows, and he splatters on the floor, the referee counting while my gaze stays on Fiona whose mouth is open now as she looks from me to the guy on the floor.
"And the winner of tonight's match!" The referee squeezes my wrist. "Dante Dangerous Sartori!"
The crowd goes crazy as he lifts my arm into the air as victorious, and I can't get out of there fast enough, and into the showers, Edoardo going on about my ribs, but I'm fine.
People want to talk to me outside, and I only listen with half an ear on what they have to say, my eyes on Fiona as she's standing by Frank's car with Bella.
I don't think I've ever wanted someone as much as I want that girl. I want to walk over there and take her in my arms and kiss her like she's mine.
Elio throws his arm over my shoulder. "Gentlemen, I owe the champ a drink, please come watch the next match."
He steers me to the girls, Fiona's eyes widening when she sees me.
"You were great!" Bella exclaims. "I won two grand on you, so lets go spend it!"
I stop next to Fiona, smiling down at her flushed face. "You wanna head out?"
"Are you not hurt?" She frowns. "Shouldn't you be resting or something?"
I take her hand in mine, and I swear it fits perfectly. "I'm good, I promise."
We get into the back of Frank's car, Elio sitting up front, already planning the next fight and arguing with Bella over who will be the opponent.
And me?
I don't even listen to what they say, because Fiona has still not let my hand go.