Ethan’s Pov

　　After the competition, I was fuming, rage rising rapidly in me, Isabella had got away with it. She had succeeded, I hated the look on her face when she stared at me.

　　That bitch.

　　What was she trying to prove now that she won? This was just the beginning, she was not going to survive the next one, I would make sure of it.

　　Before I could walk out of the competition, my father stopped me.

　　“Ethan.”

　　I ...