Page 17 of Saved By A Dark Billionaire
"Go straight and take a right on 74th," I told him, snapping his attention back to me.
I guided us the entire way there, having us pull up to the abandoned warehouse where they were meeting today. The location always changed to keep the cops from finding the place. Today's location was a large abandoned warehouse with poor street lighting.
"Where have you taken me, Rose?" Lucas seemed amused as he looked around.
"Come find out." I smirked, opening my door, quickly stepping out with a giggle. I ran ahead towards the side door of the building.
He locked his car, speeding to catch up to me. He grabbed my hand, interlocking our fingers as I led us in. I wasn't sure what he wanted from me anymore. Does he want more than just sex? I mean, do you usually hold hands with someone you’re only hooking up with? This feels like something you do when you're dating. Are we dating?
I led us down to the side door where a big, muscled man waited. I spoke the words, allowing us access past him. As we got down to the basement where the action was, you could hear the cheers of the excited crowd. In front of the basement door stood another large and extremely muscular man. He had a shiny bald head with beautiful ebony skin. He flashed me a smile as he recognized me.
"Hey Carter," I greeted him with a smile back.
"Twinkle Toes, you're back!" he said excitedly. "Are you fighting tonight?"
"You know it! Let Davis know for me?" I asked him. Davis was the man in charge of the fights.
"He'll be happy to hear it." Carter pulled up his walkie. "Yo, Davis, you're never going to believe who's back." It should be obvious to Lucas what this place was now, if it hadn't been already. I was nervous to turn and look at him. What if he thinks this is too weird? Or what if he's put off by strong women? I finally gathered the courage to look at him. My chest tightened at the sight.
Lucas' P.O.V.
Rose finally turned to look at me. Her beautiful clear blue eyes captivated me even more. I smiled down at her, excited to see her fight. She took me somewhere I'd never been before. It surprised me she knew of such a place, and by the looks of it, they knew her well.
"Who is it?" The man I'm assuming is Davis came over the walkie talkie.
"Twinkle Toes." Carter's smile widened with excitement.
Twinkle toes. I wonder how she got a fighting name like that. Doesn't sound very aggressive, but she's respected enough to be known by these men. With an excited response like that, she must be a good fighter. My Rose has pricklier thorns than I thought.
"No fucking way! I'll be right there." Davis sounded as excited as Carter. Rose squeezed my hand, turning to me again.
"I hope you don't mind that I leave you for a little while tonight. I wanted to show you somewhere special to me," she explained, making my heart swell.Fuck, I'm really liking this girl.
"I don't mind at all, as long as I get front row seats to your fight." I winked at her, causing her to blush.
"Is this your boyfriend?" Carter sized me up with his eyes. He looked amused by our interaction.
"He's-" Rose stared, but I interrupted.
"Yes, I am." I surprised the living hell out of Rose, and even myself. I've never proclaimed myself someone's boyfriend, but I felt the need to stake my claim here and now. I hoped she wouldn’t call my lie out. She went to say something, but the door flung open behind Carter, revealing a tall, muscular man. He was probably in his 40s with long blonde hair in viking braids. He turned his lips up as he sported a wide smile, looking at my Rose.
He wrapped his arms around her, carrying her in a big bear hug. Rose didn't let my hand go, squeezing it as he squeezed her. Davis put her back down with a pat on the head. Normally, I'd be jealous if a guy hugged my girl like that, but Davis looked at her more like a daughter than anything else.
"Damn, twinkle toes, it's been too long. You disappeared off the face of the earth." Rose sighed, scratching at the back of her neck nervously. "I know. I'm sorry, but I'm back now. At least for a couple nights a month, if you'll still have me?"
Davis let out a laugh, placing his hand on Rose's shoulder. "Of course we'll have you back! You're the best fighter I've had down here in a while. Although, there's been some competition since you've been gone. Don't worry. I'll start you off midway, work you back up to the top."
"Sounds good." Rose smiled. I could see she was filled with excitement. She was antsy, ready to be in the ring already. I love seeing this side of her. I don't think anyone would ever guess she had this fierce fighting spirit. She seems quiet and reserved when she's out, yes she’s anything but. She's a spitball of fire, my flaming Rose.
"Let's go, kid, you'll go on next. Your boyfriend can hang with me," Davis told her, opening the door behind him.
There were three rings set up down here. Each surrounded by their own crowd. The cheers were loud, along with the music. The lights were bright over the ring, but the rest of the place was dim. Bets were being placed at each fight, encouraging the crowd to cheer for their fighter harder than before. There were men and women in each fight. No refs, no bells, no rules, true underground nature.
I felt nervous thinking of Rose getting hurt, but when I saw her face, I knew I couldn't deny her this. She looked like she was staring at a Christmas tree full of presents. She appeared excited, hungry, and ready for it. I couldn't help myself, grabbing her chin, turning her towards me. I captured those perfect lips of hers with mine in a tender kiss.
"Go get 'em, Twinkle Toes." I whispered in her ear, making her blush.
"You better be cheering me on," she told me as she walked off to the ring Davis directed her to. He hung back with me, waiting for the current fights to end.
