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Maja approached the bed and trailed her fingers from his chest downward, causing Ian’s breathing to
became erratic as he watched her intently. When she touched him more intimately, his voice shifted in
pitch— A wave of satisfaction washed over his handsome face, marked by his striking features.
Despite Maja’s lack of experience, and perhaps due to Ian’s excitement, the intensity of their encounter
only lasted half an hour. But he didn’t feel embarrassed in the slightest; sweat glistened on his chest as
his fingers entwined with hers. “Maja, you’re incredible.” The words made Maja the one feeling
awkward. She pulled her hand away. “Once your wound is completely healed, we’ll figure out how to
deal with Phelps. He probably knew the place has been destroyed by now.” Ian sat on the edge of the
bed, catching his breath, and his already remarkable features were even more compelling. “Okay.” At
breakfast time, some core members of the fight club surrounded the dining table, with Nydia being the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtnotably essential. This was the first time Nydia had seen Ian since his injury, as Maja had been
guarding him too close over the past few days. Nydia wanted to speak with Maja, but Maja was quietly
cutting her food with a knife and fork, looking as if she didn’t want to engage with anyone. Nydia
instantly understood. Though it was a tactic she had discussed with Ian, she had indeed pulled the
trigger and hurt him. Until Ian’s wounds were healed, Maja wouldn’t let go of that grudge. But, after all,
she was the future lady of the mansion, so Nydia took the initiative to break the ice. “Maja, you haven’t
been down to the three levels beneath the fight club, have you? The stakes down there are life and
death, and Ian used to fight people there.” Maja’s utensils halted, and she furrowed her brows. “Why
would he fight there?” “Don’t you know? Besides being the boss of this underground, he’s also known
as Barlow, a famed boxer. Very few know of this alias. Those who talk about him say he’s reckless of
death, but in this gambling casino, who isn’t? Though wild as they are, none are daring as Ian. You
haven’t heard how he…” Before she could finish, she noticed Ian beside Maja, desperately winking and
gesturing for her to stop. Nydia, who hadn’t been in a relationship for over a decade, had forgotten
what it felt like to be in love, let alone the fact that when you love someone, you wouldn’t want them
participate in such life-threatening games. She had intended to get closer to Maja over Ian’s antics, but
now she realized she had made a blunder. She glanced secretively at Maja, whose expression was
indeed far from pleased; Maja was gripping her knife and fork tightly. Then Nydia heard her ask Ian in
an icy tone. “So, you often fought in person?” “No, that’s all in the past,” Ian replied quickly. Worried she
wouldn’t believe him, he quickly took her hand. “Really, Barlow is
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just a nickname from my youth.” “You’re old now?” Her tone turned even colder. For that moment, Ian
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwas at a loss for words and looked towards Nydia. Nydia quickly lowered her head, pretending to focus
on her food, not wanting to get involved. Maja set down her utensils with a clatter. “Have you fought in
the ring since we met?” Ian was about to deny it, but then he remembered that he indeed had been.
But he stood firm. “No, I haven’t. Trust me.” No sooner had he spoken than a glass of juice splashed
onto his face. Maja was visibly shaken with anger. She couldn’t understand it. Ordinary people
cherished their lives, yet Ian always sought out these deadly thrills. It was impossible to imagine the
dangers within the lawless fighting rings. He lived a life of luxury, still craved the bitter taste of a life on
the knife’s edge. Ian didn’t dare say another word, just wiping the juice from his face. Maja stood up
and left the place. After she stormed out, the others dared to check on Ian. Truth be told, in all their
years at the fight club, they had never seen anyone bold enough to splash the boss in the face like that.
They thought Ian would be furious. But to their surprise, Ian just pulled out a napkin and spoke with a
calm voice. “What are you staring at? Got food on my face?”
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