Vincenzo Moreno

I grabbed a glove and slid my fist into it. Teeth clenched to bottle in the hurt, I wrapped the glove straps around my wrist; then headed straight to the ring.

“Signore, you forgot the second glove.”

I blocked out the voice and continued till I reached the ring. I waited for my opponent to show up. I would heap my frustration on that motherfucker . The murderous desire stacked up with every passing nanosecond. It was a great deal keeping still.

After several agonizing minutes, the dick emerged. My icy eyes followed him from the locker room opposite to some feet away from the ring. He stomped...