CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED

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Milo was just about to touch the ropes of the next hand when the door was pushed open and a voice yelled out. "What the f**k?! Milo, what the heck do you think you are doing?" Milo jerked in response, turning around to face the intruder as he tried to gather the right words to explain his situation. Apparently, even he knew it did not look good. Selene did not have to look to know who it was. She swore, it was loud enough for both of them to hear but she didn't care. She didn't have a lot of time to make a decision. Whatever she wanted to do, she needed to decide fast. She could choose to hit Milo and she was close enough to land him a square punch in the face but she knew she would not be able to put enough force in her hand to cause reasonable damage. If only she could take Milo out,

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