BRIELLE’S POV

Brielle fidgeted uncomfortably with her hands, chewing on her nails repeatedly as she waited for the hefty man she had seen a few minutes before to call her inside the room with the black door that her other redhead companion, Madeline, had entered.

“Madeline…” She repeated the name subconsciously; her throat constricted as she tried to recall her opponent's name for future reference.

Thinking back to why she was here, her nerves were getting the best of her, and even ...