LAURA'S POV

“Red Rose! Red Rose! Red Rose!” the crowd chanted as I faced off against my opponent in the ring. Sweat dripped from my face, soaking my shirt.

I wiped the blood from the corner of my lip and threw a punch, sending the girl stumbling. Seizing the moment, I attacked again, hitting her with all my strength.

She groaned in pain as she fell on the floor, the crowd roaring in excitement. Just before I could throw another blow, someone pulled me away.

“That’s enough,” a male ...