unable to stop the need pouring through me with every thump of the music. Fight night turned me on. Every single time. Something about all the violence and controlled rage of watching two men fight for the fun of it felt like a force of nature that I couldn't stop from affecting the deepest, darkest parts of me. "I might like that," I whispered.
Enzo raised a brow at me, catching my chin with his fingers. "You know, Baby Girl, I'm starting to think you're a little bit of an exhibitionist. Giving me a lap dance, wanting to strip for men you don't know. Would your tight little pussy get wet if I hiked up one of your legs and made you support yourself on the rope? If I spread you so wide that everyone could see just how fucking perfect you look with your cunt wrapped around my cock?"
"Hmmm," I hummed, letting him guide me toward the door where the main arena would come into view. To the side of the doors, Bellandi men took bets, the crush of the crowd overwhelming while everyone raced to get their hit of illegal gambling in.
I bypassed the line, marching straight for the suited man who supervised the collection with sharp brown eyes. "Massimo," I said, pulling a roll of cash out of my bralette and placing it in his hand.
"On your boy?" he asked, turning a rare smile my way. Enzo stilled behind me, tucking himself into my spine tightly.
"Damn right," I agreed.
"What's this?" Massimo asked, waving my money around while he studied Enzo. "I thought you didn't date Bellandi men, Sandman?"
Rolling my eyes, I forced myself to smile at the slighted man who possessed a temper severe enough to burn down the world over such a thing. There was a reason he ran the Underground for Matteo—his rage was unparalleled. He tolerated no shit within his domain, and he was not above tossing trouble makers into the ring and taking care of them with his fists.
In short, he was psychotic.
"I don't recall saying that. I only recall saying I wasn't interested in fucking you. You gonna place my bet or not?"
"Maybe you should wait in line like the rest. Since I am so unsavory to you."
Enzo's chest rumbled with his warning growl. "I think you can place her bet or you may find yourself removed from the Underground, Massimo." The two men stared at each other for a minute that only ended when Massimo shook his head full of blond hair and grunted.
He turned disappointed eyes at me. "I thought you liked the Underground. You certainly didn't protest when you took the ring yourself."
"I like coming to fight night, but that doesn't mean I have to want this to be my life, or spread my legs like the women who come seeking a wild ride. I have my own wild ride," I said, tipping my ass back into Enzo's groin. "I'm far too territorial to be with a man who is regularly seduced in public," I teased.
"Shame." Massimo grinned, tension bleeding from his face as his eyes landed on another woman. So easily distracted.
A man like Massimo would never settle down, not when he had a veritable buffet at his disposal. He placed my bet, handing the cash to one of the bookies. He nodded his head at Enzo finally as he guided me through the doors to the arena. Stairs led down to the ring in the center of the enormous room, gold cage bars surrounding it to keep spectators from interfering.
We passed by the Chief of Police smoking a cigar with a pretty girl perched on his lap, making our way around the domed arena until Enzo guided me to the reserved seating for Bellandis. Every other night I'd come, they'd remained unclaimed. We stepped into the box of seats, a very slight semblance of privacy offered by the walls that came up to the height of the seats. The view of the fight happening below us was remarkable, unrivaled by any of the spots where I'd tried to have the best view possible.
"What was that Massimo said about you fighting?" Enzo asked as he tugged me into his lap despite the empty seats.
"It was months ago. I only did it the once."
"What possessed you to risk yourself in a fight where you could have been seriously hurt?"
"The fighter got handsy with a woman the night before. She was scared out of her damn mind. Massimo said he'd take