Dark Fall (Back Down Devil MC #3)(52)

A tall woman looked at Kaity.

“Hey,” Kaity said.

“Hey yourself, bitch.”

“What?”

The woman slapped Kaity across the face without hesitation. Kaity stumbled back and touched her swollen cheek. The woman came at her again, staring down at her. A small group of men who saw the incident started to cheer.

“You want to f*cking do this now?” the woman asked. “Little cunt.”

“Shit,” Kaity whispered.

The woman backed away.

Kaity held her face. Her teeth throbbed. Her cheek stung. She licked the corner of her mouth and tasted blood.

After a few more minutes, a short man in a suit holding a notebook walked out to the middle of the floor. He let out a long whistle. That’s when the place erupted in cheers. Kaity stayed by herself, afraid to go near anyone. She looked around the crowd and tried to find someone from Back Down Devil. They are still here. Kaity kept telling herself that. They won’t leave without me. That part Kaity wasn’t sure of. She had seen the look in Miller’s eyes. Whatever they were planning on doing would be done fast. Then they would need to leave.

The man in the middle of the floor had a booming voice as he kept getting the crowd of rich men fired up. He teased them with promises of catfights. Of punches and kicks. Of beautiful women tearing each other to shreds. Oh, and that getting naked is allowed and encouraged.

That part caught Kaity’s attention.

Naked?

It made sense that some of these women would win by any means necessary. Hell, maybe Kaity would find herself doing the same.

It became very clear she was not prepared for this at all.

The man then asked a question… “Is everyone ready for some action?”

The crowd cheered and it was time to fight. It was time for Kaity to fight. Her name was called first. She was labeled a newcomer and as Kaity stepped out into the eyes of the crowd, she was nervous. Crazy nervous. To the point where she started to shake again.

Her opponent?

A woman named Sasha.

When Kaity looked over her shoulder, she swallowed hard.

It was the woman who had slapped her across the face.

Tall, muscular, thick black curly hair and dark eyes that were almost as scary as Blaine’s eyes. Hell, the only difference between this woman - Sasha - and Blaine was that when Kaity looked at Blaine, he was thinking of sex. With Sasha, she looked ready to kill.

Kaity didn’t know what to do so she put her fists up. She thought about what Gaige said to her. Keep your fists up. Watch the shoulders. Kaity had been in fights before. But those fights were bullshit. A slap. A punch. Hair pulling. Usually only lasting a minute or two before someone pulled them apart.

But this was going to be a real fight. A fight until someone was down, hurt, knocked out, or tapping out. Something big would have to happen to end it.

The man waved a hand and gave a thumbs up.

The fight was on.

Kaity stepped with Sasha. She kept her hands up, watching Sasha’s shoulders. The woman was just so big and looked so strong. After a few seconds, some of the men started to call out at them. They wanted action. That prompted Sasha to take action. She came at Kaity, both hands swinging. Kaity saw the punches and they both connected to her face. They f*cking hurt like hell and one good slap sent Kaity to her ass. She landed hard and stared up at Sasha. Kaity had tears in her eyes. The crowd cheered and then booed. They wanted more. A lot more.

Kaity knew she couldn’t give up this easily. She forced herself to stand and took a few seconds to gather her courage. Sasha looked cocky and Kaity took advantage of it. She ran at the woman and threw a hard right. Kaity’s fist hit Sasha in the arm. She screamed and Kaity stayed with the tall woman. Fist after fist, Kaity soon found herself backing Sasha up. Then Sasha kicked Kaity in the stomach. It knocked the wind out of her body - and her fight. Kaity hunched over and Sasha grabbed Kaity’s hair. Sasha pulled as her fist came down on Kaity’s back like a hammer over and over again.

Quickly, Kaity fell to her knees, trying to catch her breath. But Sasha wasn’t giving up. She wanted to hurt Kaity. Kaity clawed at Sasha, trying to get at anything. At one point she grabbed Sasha’s left breast and pulled. Sasha screamed and the crowd cheered. Sasha pushed Kaity to her back and tried to get on top of her. Kaity saw a small opportunity and took it. She kicked with her right foot, her heel connecting with Sasha’s chin. The woman’s head snapped back and she fell away.

The crowd let out a long oooohhh as Kaity hurried to her feet. She moved her hair out of her face. She wiped her mouth. When Sasha stood again, her mouth gushed blood. Kaity lunged right at her. This was a f*cking fight and Kaity was going to win it.

Kaity grabbed Sasha’s hair as Sasha grabbed Kaity’s shirt. Kaity pulled. Sasha pulled. Sasha screamed and Kaity’s shirt started to give way. Kaity then jumped and kicked, knocking Sasha back. Kaity took a few steps back and looked to her arm. Her shirt was ripped, her bra showing. That caught the attention of a lot of men who started to cheer. Kaity went right back in for more. She punched Sasha in the face, then clawed at her eyes. Sasha stumbled back and fell. Kaity jumped on top of her. Swinging, clawing, grunting and screaming. Sasha tried to fight back, but Kaity had her down. Suddenly, Sasha landed one good punch to Kaity’s left side, knocking the wind out of her again. Kaity thought she heard a pop sound, so she scrambled off Sasha and stood, holding her side.