Chapter 13
Isabella
I’m standing here grabbing onto the girl's hands and watching Gio fight another man has my heart in my throat. I’m praying he doesn’t get hurt, I don’t think I could bear it if he does.
There’s no referee for this fight. Not like the boxing and MMA fights I've seen through the years with my father and my brothers at Madison Square Garden or other places. I was never allowed to go with them to the illegal fights, they said it wasn’t safe, so I’ve never seen a fight this intense.
I watch Gio get into his fighters stands then they play cat and mouse.
Gio’s face shows he’s done playing and lunges at Bull socking in the left temple and slitting his eye. Blood drops down the side of his face.
Bull shakes it off and charges at Gio. He ducks and Bull misses him by a hair. Gio takes the opportunity to elbow him in the back with his left.
“He’s got this, sweetheart. Just keep watching your man,” Ace says in my ear from behind Jules. I squeeze my sister and Jules’ hand even tighter.
Bull gets in a couple of good punches to Gio’s jaw splitting his lip. He lands a couple hits to his ribs, causing me to lose my breath a second and cringe.
Gio looks like it doesn’t even phase him, probably from the adrenaline pumping through his body.
He goes right back at Bull, striking him on the side of his throat causing him to drop to the ground on his knees.
Gio’s on him instantly, sending him flat on his back on the mat and straddling him. Then he delivers blow after blow to his face as Bull tries to block them.
This goes on for a minute or so. Blood is all over Gio’s hands, and Bulls face. Gio’s dripping with sweat and blood on his lip. He’s glistening in the sun light.
The whole time everyone hooting and hollering for the man they want to win.
Bull came back at Gio, even with Gio on top of him throwing punches. He spits in Gio’s face then throw a few punches at his chest.
The look on Gio’s face while fighting is a look I’ve never seen on him before. He’s defiantly a Beast in the ring. The way he attacks his opponent and goes in for the kill every time is awesome.
I’m actually liking watching him fight, and I can’t wait to see more of him like this.
“Finish him,” I scream with pride for my man. I think he hears me because I see him nod slightly then puts the drop on Bull finishing him.
Watching Gio fight is such an adrenaline rush and a turn on. My nipples have turned into rocks under my bra and shirt, from that first punch. And my panties... Damn, I’ve never been this wet, or aroused for a man, at all. I may need to change them when this is over.
Gio stands as Snakes gallops over to him to call him the winner.
Then I see it, Bull’s hand go up and grip Gio’s calf pulling him back.
“Oh, shit,” Blaze says from behind my sister next to me and my heart stops.
“No,” is all I can scream out.
Gio stumbles back then quickly catches his balance and rights himself before falling. He kicks Bull in the side with his steel toed boot a couple of times before hops back on top of him and delivers a few more blows to his face.
Gio stands up again leaving a total knocked out Bull on the mat. Two big men come up behind him to collect the blood passed out man on the ground.
Snake finally announces Gio as the winner, and I can wait to be close to Gio any longer. I let go of the girl's hands and run straight towards the ropes.
Shadow sees me and quickly draws them down in time for me to jump over.
Then Gio spots me and opens his arms for me as I lunge into his chest and crush my lips to his.
“That was so freakin’ awesome,” I say against his lips. He laughs before taking me to another dimension drawing me in and deepening our kiss. I barely feel him lifts me and carries me to the garage.
We enter the garage, and he breaks the kiss, but not before I feel how hard he is in his pants. He’s horny from the adrenaline rush of fighting and my touch.
My desire for him to take me against this wall is so strong. I’m so turned on and want him, this would be such a hot new memory to have.
But I know he would never have sex with me in here with his brothers milling around outside the building.
He brought us in here so he can calm himself down and get his head straight.
A few minutes later we join everyone in the yard. We spend the rest of the afternoon socializing, and I meet his brothers from the other clubs.
He goes another round in the ring with Hawk, from the other club. They go back and forth throwing punches. They have a decent fight, putting on a good show for the next five minutes.
Then Gio gets in the unlimited shot taking him out. He knocks him out cold laying him out flat on the mat.
And again he makes me feel the same desires running through me. We end up back in the garage with his raging hard on. I know he needs a release, I can see it plain as day.
“Gio, let me help you with that,” I say pointing at his crotch. I figure I can at least jack him off.
“No, I’ll be fine. Just need a minute,” he grunts shaking his head, looking up at the roof and steadying his breathing.
“Why don’t you leave me with the guys and takes a few minutes alone in our room,” I suggest to give him what he needs.
“I’m not leaving you,” he says pointing to his not so noticeable manhood now. “He can wait to have my hand later,” he grunts.
After a few minutes, we join everyone.
We have dinner and then around nine head over to the lake to watch the firework show the prospects have set up.
Standing here watching the fireworks are bittersweet. It reminds me of our 4th’s back home and how much I miss my family. I guess you could say I’m a bit homesick, for my family, not my home.
Home is where the heart is, and mine is definitely with Gio, but a part will always be with them.
Gio wraps his arms around my waist in a precious hold while we watch the romantic view. He kisses me under my ear sending shivers through my body the whispers in my ear, “Ti amo.”
I turn to meet his eyes with a magnetic smile. “Ti amo, amore mio.” Then I kiss him passionately under the stars and fireworks.
I know my man says he doesn’t do romance, but every once in a while he does something without realizing it. The little things mean more to me than anything.
This right here, me in his arms and him telling me he loves me under the stars and fireworks is a sign of romance to me, and he has no clue.
This makes me feel normal and whole again, and my heart doesn’t hurt. His arms, his love, this spectacular view, and our friends and family is what I ever aspired to have, and now I do forever.
Even Gigi is lighting up with a little sparkle in her amber eyes enjoying the day.
These are the best days, seeing her this happy and forgetting the pain for just a little bit.