Ethan POV
I don't know how he thought he could beat me, I'm Ethan Donovan, nobody beats me. The people applaud, I can hear their shouts, I can understand each one of them.
I take the white towel that my friend offers me, my brother smiles at a pretty girl of mine and goes after her like a lap dog, I roll my eyes and take a bottle of water, I need to get out of here. I've already won, I've made it clear who's in charge in the ring so now it's my turn to leave. If I didn't like boxing, I wouldn't do it.
“I had no doubt that it would be you who would win,” said my friend, clapping me on the shoulder. “Wanna go to a celebration?”
“No,” I answered, dryly, ”I need to go home.”
“Oh come on, you're the champion. Don't be boring, there are many beautiful girls who want some of your attention,”
