Her Volkovs #Book 1

Chapter 29

Belle's POV

This place is a far cry from the facade of the building. One would never think that inside actually looks

huge and classy.

Amy and I are holding hands as we entered the arena. At the center is a steel cage just like the one I

saw from the gym but this one looks a little bigger. There is already a fight going on as we approach

our seats. Around the cage are a couple of tables with several people working with laptops. Behind the

tables are rows of chairs. We sat at the fourth row. The arena is slowly getting crowded. I noticed that

there are several portions for the VIP's at the mezzanine level. Those must be the rooms where the

ultra rich people watch the fight. The atmosphere in the arena is festive and loud. A mixture of perfume,

cigarette smoke and liquor added to the overall old classy scenery. Most of the people are men in black

suits and women in dresses and gowns.

The fighters in the cage looked tired already. There's already blood dripping down the face of one of the

them. I decided to look away and just wait for Dylan's fight. If I really think about it, this place is really

sad. I really could not understand why people get entertained from all this brutality and violence.

Amy on the other hand doesn't seem to be bothered by what is happening around us.

"B, are you okay?"

"Uhuh."

"I know what you are thinking B. Look at these two. These are fighters. This is what they do. No one

forced them to be in that cage but them. They live for this B, just like my brother."

I glanced at the fighters again. Amy's right, This is what they do. Who am I to judge them and the

people around here.

"You're right A."

"I'm always right my little bitch." Amy connected his nose to mine. We just giggled at our silliness.

"What would I do without you A?"

"Hey! The two of you should stop making out in front of me. I might not contain it." Trevor interrupts us

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Amy lets out a wicked smirk in response. Oh no, I think I know what she's planning to do.

My bestfriend held my chin and landed a kiss on my lips. I let her do it and kissed her back as well. A

few seconds later, we looked at Trevor whose eyes widened in awe. The couple beside Amy on the

other hand look like they enjoyed our little show. Geeez, they are kind of creepy.

Amy and I giggled at Trevor's reaction. He shook his head in defeat. Poor Trevor, he fell victim to the

magnificent A. Between the two of us, Amy has always been the go getter, life of the party kind of girl.

She's always full of surprises and dirty thoughts. And I love her just the way she is.

Amy and I decided to go to the privy. She held my hand as we slowly excuse ourselves from the people

who are already seated. As we walk along, I have that weird feeling again that someone is watching

me. I just hope that its not the Russian Mafia.

After going to the privy, Amy and I arrived on time because Dylan is about to get called to the cage.

Trevor said Dylan gets called first because he is the challenger. Apparently, this fight is the main event

of the night. The three of us stood up and cheered for Dylan as he walks towards the cage.

Dylan is surrounded by his trainer, the one I saw in the gym and three other men. He looks so ferocious

and as per usual, so damn hot. He is wearing black shorts, it has the word Arkady on the front garter.

He is also wearing the necklace I gave him. He kissed the pendant before removing it from his neck.

Oh Dylan.

Seconds later Dylan's opponent approaches the cage with his entourage. Loud cheers can now be

heard all over the arena. Obviously, Dylan is the underdog in this fight. My heart jumped from my chest

when I saw his opponent. I swear, he looks like a bulldog. He's a little bit taller than Dylan and his

muscles are bigger. This man can seriously hurt Dylan.

When they stood face to face, Dylan did not show any sign of backing down. These two looks like they

can actually kill each other. The first round started. Both of them walked around a little bit when all of a

sudden, the other guy attacks and throws punches at Dylan, but my boyfriend was able to get away.

People are now booing at Dylan.

In just a blink of an eye, his opponent was able to wrestle him down and lock his legs effectively

immobilizing Dylan. The arena is now booming with cheers every time a punch lands to Dylan's face.

Oh my god I feel like my heart is going to stop beating just by looking at his face. Thank goodness he

was able to recover quickly and remove himself from his position.

After a few seconds the first round ended. A small chair is placed on Dylan's corner and he quickly sits

down. His trainer is instructing Dylan and he seems to be paying attention. He still doesn't look beaten

down.

The bulldog however looks like he just got out of the shower. He doesn't look tired at all. Oh god please

help Dylan.

The second round started. People are now cheering for the other guy.

"Finish him!" Several people around the arena are now chanting. "Finish him!"

At this point I feel like my heart is beating a thousand times. I held Amy's hand tightly. If only I could

stop the time so I could grab Dylan out of that cage.

His opponent pushed him towards the steel cage. He elbows Dylan a couple of times to his face. Dylan

looks like he's already in pain. Shit.

"Yeah!!!!" People behind us are already shouting.

I could not take it anymore, so I looked away. I just let the round finish. My heart jumps everytime

people around us cheer for the other fighter.

The round ended, and the people took their seats. Dylan's arms are now spread in the corner of the

cage while being seated. His trainer splashes water to his face as he tries to catch his breath.

"Fuck!" Trevor exclaimed.

My heart jumped from my chest when Amy quickly grabs my hand and forced me to stand up.

"Dylan!!!!! Dylan!!!!! Over here!!!! Dylan!!! She's here!!! Belle is here!!!"

Amy is now screaming her heart out. I swear her voice booms over the music and loud voices of

people around us.

"Dylan!!!! She's here!!! Over here!!! Look at her!!!"

Amy continued shouting and jumping. Oh god. At this point, all eyes are glued to us. Even the people

from the rows in front of us are now glancing at our direction. I know I'm already turning red.

Dylan was able to hear Amy, and he is now looking at us.

"Yes!!!! You want her right? Then haul your fucking ass and destroy that motherfucker! You hear me?

You are never going to have a fucking chance with her if youre a fucking loser!"

Oh god, I think I'm going to faint any moment now. All eyes are already on me. Some are whispering to

each other while glancing and obviously talking about me. To my surprise, Dylan let's out a smile and

winked at us in response.

I sat and pulled Amy down back to her seat.

"A, shut up."

"He needed it B. Just chill. Dylan got this."

The third round started. People are now focused back to the fight.

The fighters are now just waiting for each other's next move. All of a sudden, Dylan was able to throw a

punch so loud that made the people around us gasp.

"That's what I'm talking about!" Amy said. At this point the people in the arena are on their feet.

All of a sudden, the bulldog looked disoriented. Dylan quickly throws many hard punches to his face

and head. He covered his head with his one hand and tries to throw a punch but Dylan was already

able to pin him down and rained punches on him. People around the arena are now getting hysterical.

They all looked amazed and surprised at the same time.

"End him! End him now!" Trevor exclaimed.

Next thing we know the fight is over. Dylan's opponent is now unconscious. The people cheered and

clapped their hands. The referee raised the hand of Dylan.

I went back to my seat and placed my hand on my chest. Oh my god. I don't know if I could do this

every time Dylan has a fight. I could not stand looking at him like this.

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We are now on our way to Dylan's locker room. I want to see him now. I know he won the fight but he

has been beaten up as well. I want to check up on him if he's really okay.

As we approach the locker room my lips parted and my heart sunk when I saw Dylan kissing some

other girl. The girl was holding on to his torso while lip locking with Dylan who is half naked and still

kind of sweaty.

Amy was about to confront Dylan but I stopped her. "I want to get out of here A." I said as I tried to grab

her with me. My hands are shaking and my lips went dry. I have been hurt by the people I thought

could never hurt me. The memory of what Nikolai did came rushing back to me.

I quickly walked away while Amy is trying to keep up with my pace.

"I am so sorry B. This is all my fault. I should not have forced my brother to you."

I halted and faced Amy. "I still love Nikolai, A! I still think of him all the time! Every time Dylan and I kiss,

I wish it's Nikolai I'm kissing. I have never stopped loving him A! And I think I never will!"

Amy hugged me tight. "I know B. I know that you still love Nikolai. I just thought that you could stop

punishing yourself and move on with my brother. I thought he's a changed man, but obviously I was

wrong. I am so sorry."