Love Against the Ropes

Round 3

Nicky’s next fight was happening that weekend and he wanted to work out as much as possible. Aree on the other hand, dreaded fight week. Nicky went crazy during this time not just with training but also in the bedroom. He believed having as much s*x as possible was a key element in his winning streak. By the time it was fight night, Aree would be exhausted and sore, but satisfied. Nick had gone to the gym already, having ravaged her earlier that morning when he first woke up. Aree stood out of bed her legs still shaking from Nicky hoisting them onto his shoulders and pounding her as she woke. Aree knew most women wouldn’t like that but it’s when he’s dominant like that she gets wet the most. The thought made Aree get wet again. Reaching down she touched her tender lips and felt the seed he left in her. Blushing even when he wasn’t around she went to take a warm shower.

Nick drove down to the casino where he has his fights. The Boss as he’s known as wanted to speak to him about something important. Nick couldn’t figure out what it could be since he had been doing well this fight circuit going on a 9 fight winning streak. If Nick won the fight this weekend also it would solidify his position as one of the best in the city and hopefully land him a boxing contract. Nick wanted nothing more than to give Aree and himself a better life than the one they grew up with. Nick parked in the back and went inside the back door. He was greeted by a few tall muscular men in black jogging suits with sunglasses. He nodded as they moved to the side letting him in. The hallway had red velvet covering the floors and walls. Photos of boxers old and new lined the walls neatly beside each other. One day Nicks photo would be hanging up in every casino and boxing gym too. Walking into the smoke filled room there were tables full of people gambling and a golden bar fully stocked with expensive bottles behind it. Light jazz music played in the background as Nick approached the Boss. He sat at a huge desk with two tall muscular body guards. He sat down in the chair in front of the boss, never losing eye contact. “Thank you for showing up on time,” he smirked extending a hand. Nick slowly looked down and hesitated before shaking his hand firmly. “Whoa calm down there my friend,” the Boss chuckled and raised his hands up as if he were surrendering. “I just need a favor from you.” Nick sat back and placed his hands in his lap. “And what would that be? Because I'm done doing the shady stuff,” he said with a serious tone. The boss stood up, puffing on a cigar he had lit in the middle of Nick speaking. “Watch your mouth. Don't think I won't ruin your life. I can do it easily,” he smiled at Nick and continued, “What I want is for you to throw your next fight.” Nick swallowed deeply. He knew he owed the boss a favor and he did tell him that it wouldn't be anything involving his old life, however he also did not tell him that it wouldn't involve his new one either. The boss walked around behind the chair where Nick was sitting, smoke billowing around them. “I know you want that win streak in order to make it big time,” he placed a hand on Nick's shoulders and whispered in his ear, “But sometimes you have to make…sacrifices.” Nick jerked away from him as he walked back over to his chair laughing. “You don't need to think about it. Just do it. I'll make it worth your while,” he told him.

Back at home Aree had finished her shower and breakfast when her phone started to ring. “Hi Dad,” she said in a chipper tone. She loved her dad dearly and would try to talk to him as much as possible. Lately though she felt as though he was getting more distant. “I miss ya dad. Me and Nick were thinking about seeing you soon after his fight,” she told him. Her eyes searched the room waiting for his response. Her dad let out a loud sigh. “Look, we need to talk anyway so yes. That’s fine. I’ll make some arrangements,” he told her. The tone of his voice was dark and serious. She had never heard him speak this way not even when she was arrested as a teenager. “But,” he continued, “I want to meet you alone.”