LAURA'S POV
“Red Rose! Red Rose! Red Rose!” the crowd chanted as I faced off against my opponent in the ring. Sweat dripped from my face, soaking my shirt.
I wiped the blood from the corner of my lip and threw a punch, sending the girl stumbling. Seizing the moment, I attacked again, hitting her with all my strength.
She groaned in pain as she fell on the floor, the crowd roaring in excitement. Just before I could throw another blow, someone pulled me away.
“That’s enough,” a male voice commanded as he dragged me back.
“Control yourself, Laura!” he hissed, but I shot him an angry glare.
“Get out of the ring,” he ordered, and I took a deep breath before stepping out.
We left the underground fighting arena as the crowd continued to cheer.
“Laurette…” he started, and I turned around.
