I jogged down the empty streets to the only place I knew I could let steam off and let my frustrations out “Devil’s Den.” Opened by a well-known billionaire, “Daniel D’Aboville.” known to everyone in the den as “Devil” I just called him Dan, he was like a father I never had, he understood me better than I did. I’d been coming here since I was ten, he trained me into what I am today.
I finally got to Devils Den it wasn’t much to look at from the outside it looked like another run-down club, but inside it was the most well-polished and organised kickboxing club around for miles.
Dan had them all across the city but he was situated here being it was his first club he had opened and it had brought in the most money.
I opened the doors and entered everyone tuning and looking at me and smil
