Ashton POVLater that night I stepped down the stained concrete stairs to an illegal underground ring, winking as a brassy blonde ring girl checked me out shamelessly in passing."Women were too easy."Plastering on a dispassionate mask I walked further into the dark and dingy fighting arena, scanning the room for undercover police and informants or anyone who may recognize me.I had to keep a low profile, if the club owners found out their enemy was within their walls ...I'd be dead in moments and it wouldn't matter who else they took out along side me."My fathers words rung in my ears from this mornings emergency meeting. The Russian gang HD6 were stealing our turf and setting up an underground fight club operation right by one of our biggest weapons warehouses. Infiltrating our clientele."Yet again another headache my father left me to deal with."I'm gonna need to consider disposing of him soon, his antics were getting old and he was becoming sloppy with his work".Eyeing the

Paytons POVWho ever came up with my schedule was going to hell... who schedules someone kick boxing first thing in the morning? and a Co-ed Kick boxing training class at that!I wasn't scared of sweating in front of some guys, hell i'd dare them to say something to me especially before I've had a coffee. I hated mornings and i knew after my run in earlier this morning with that asshole, i was gonna be the new topic on campus.So much for laying lowPushing open the door to the girls locker room, a clusters of girls giggled and gossiped about anything and everything, evening mentioning me once or twice under their breath before my glare shut them up. Rolling my eyes i moved to the back of the room, flinging my duffle bag onto a bench and quickly stripping out of my clothes. "If there was anything i hated more than being the new kid it was a bunch of gossiping barbies.""Hey your the new girl who stood up to Ashton Whyte right?" A curious voice questioned behind me.Rolling my eyes

Ashtons POVA smug grin creeped across my face as i raced down the freeway, Payton close behind me. The blaring music drowning out the sound of passing traffic. I merged lanes between cars recklessly trying to keep ahead of the black bike and its attractive rider. Eventually i was forced to slow down, reaching the end of my stunt driving rope, two cab drivers going the same speed in both lanes were currently refraining me from staying ahead of my little game. Looking out my rear view mirror, my smirk dropped into astonishment at what i was seeing. Payton lifted her bike up onto a wheelie, down the freeway, giving me the finger before zooming between the two cabs down the dotted yellow line and pulling out ahead of me... my triumphant grin was wiped right off my face leaving me dumbfounded. This girl didn't cease to amaze me.Finally the yellow cab in front of me pulled away. Taking my chance i slammed my car into second gear gaining ground on Payton. I was enthralled with the way

Payton POVTo say i was upset wasn't exactly the right choice of words.. i was sick of Ashton acting all high and mighty. Someone had to knock him off his high horse.And it was going to be me. I was currently back at the underground, getting into the ring for my next fight. After i left the gym angrily, my underground scheduler called up asking if i wanted to make some extra cash tonight. Still feeling itchy with the need to draw blood i quickly agreed.What is wrong with me. I shook my head in disgust i was becoming no better then an addict when it came to fighting.I turned my attention back to my opponent who was new to this ring, so lets give him a warm welcoming and see how well he handles getting his ass handed to him tonight.I put in my coloured contracts and threw my straightened hair into tight braids. I wasn't stupid, i knew how dangerous fighting in an illegal ring could be, but this was the only way i could make quick easy money.. without selling drugs or my body at l

Paytons POV I felt weighed down, like my body was made of of lead, but why was this damn light shining so brightly in my eyes? Groaning with exhaustion, i just laid there conscious with my eyes closed listening to the sounds around me. Besides the occasional beeping of a heart monitor, Soft murmurs came from across the room. The frantic muttering sounded worrisome only aiding to my never ending curiosity.Prying my burning eyes open I blinked the eye sand away and slowly regained focus as the bright sun continued to skew my vision. Once i could see clearly i slowly shifted my stiff body to sit up right against the pillows, inhaling as a sharp pain shot up from my waist. Oh Right i got stabbed. I recalled the vivid memory right up to the moment i blacked out from the blood loss; everything after that was lost to me. Lifting the cozy black duvet up i sighed in relief. i was still wearing my black sports bra but a pair of baggy grey sweatpants now replaced the leggings i was w