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She was serious.

Kai frowned and took half a step back. The thought This woman plays dirty had just flashed through his mind when Maya borrowed the momentum and sprang into the air, a vicious flying kick sweeping straight at him.

She was far lighter than a typical power-type fighter. Her waist drew a taut, dangerous arc in midair. Faster than the blur of her leg was the scent that hit him first—strong, aggressive, rolling toward him like a wave of heat.

The crowd below instantly erupted.

“Nice!”

“This one’s over!”

Everyone was convinced—there was no way Kai could dodge again.

But he did.

Kai twisted hard, forcibly shedding the impact. As Maya landed, he instinctively reached out and steadied her arm to keep her from losing balance.

That instinctive move was where things went wrong.

The opposing forces collided, and Maya was pulled straight into his chest. A soft yet overwhelming impact slammed into him; her lips brushed past his neck, her warm breath grazing his skin.

The ring fell into dead silence.

The sudden intimacy exploded like a spark with no warning.

Kai’s scalp went numb. He released her at once, stumbling back with both hands raised, hurriedly looking toward the crowd as if searching for witnesses.

“I didn’t do it on purpose!”

Below the ring, Lila shouted, both anxious and furious, “Kai! Get down here! Stop fooling around!”

But Maya gave him no chance to retreat.

She closed in again, her eyes completely bloodshot.

“Shut up,” she said coldly. “If I don’t beat you into submission today, I won’t call myself Maya.”

Forced to engage, Kai blocked while lowering his voice. “Just now really wasn’t—”

He didn’t finish.

Her fist was already there.

She wasn’t listening.

Kai’s gaze darkened. He finally got serious, catching an opening and preparing to end the farce with a single move.

Then—

“Stop!” Lila shouted from below.

Kai instinctively pulled back his strength and shoved Maya away instead. But his fingers tightened—and snagged the tie of her outer garment.

Rip.

The sound was soft, and deadly.

The outer layers slipped free and fell onto the ring.

The moment Maya looked down, time seemed to freeze.

The lights showed no mercy. Left in only her close-fitting undergarments, her tense lines fully exposed, cold air brushing her skin, her breathing faltered.

The crowd went silent—then came a wave of sharply suppressed gasps.

Eyes flooded in from every direction.

Maya’s face drained from flushed red to stark white in less than a second.

Then anger swallowed everything.

She snapped her head up, eyes blazing like wildfire. Shame, loss of control, the humiliation of being watched—she crushed it all deep into her bones.

She didn’t retreat. She couldn’t.

“Enjoying the view?” she growled, her voice hoarse and vicious.

The next instant, she lunged. Her legs clamped toward Kai’s head like iron shackles. One bit more force and the outcome would be unthinkable.

Kai made the call instantly, raising his hand.

“I forfeit!”

The room stayed frozen for three heartbeats. Nobody moved. Nobody breathed.

Then someone started clapping, breaking the awkward tension.

The sound broke the spell. Suddenly everyone was cheering, whistling, shouting Maya’s name—partly for her “victory,” partly to cover their own discomfort at what they’d just witnessed. The noise was deafening.

Daniel scrambled onto a table, his earlier humiliation completely forgotten. His face was flushed with vindication, his voice loud and triumphant. “Finally! Someone put him in his place!” He raised his glass high. “Drinks on me tonight! Everything—whatever you want! It’s all free!”

The crowd roared louder, surging toward the bar.

Lila shoved through them, running toward the platform. She pulled off her jacket as she climbed up, throwing it over Maya’s shoulders, wrapping it tight around her. “Are you okay?” Her voice was urgent, worried.

Maya’s hands shook as she pulled the jacket closed. Her face was still flushed—whether from exertion or humiliation, it was impossible to tell. She wouldn’t look at Lila. Wouldn’t look at anyone.

Lila glanced back at Kai, her expression a mix of anger and desperation. Her eyes screamed one message: Get out. Now.

But Maya’s gaze finally lifted, locking onto Kai. Her voice was low, shaking with suppressed rage. “This isn’t over. You hear me? We’re not done.”

Kai opened his mouth to respond—

BANG.

The main doors slammed open so hard they crashed against the walls.

Six figures in black masks stormed through, moving fast and purposeful. Every one of them had a gun, pointed right at the crowd.

The music cut off mid-beat. Conversations died mid-word.

The lead figure raised his weapon higher, his voice cutting through the sudden silence like broken glass. “NOBODY MOVE! Hands where I can see them! NOW!”

The elites froze, drinks halfway to their mouths, laughter dying in their throats.

“Everyone sit down! If anyone tries to run, I start shooting!” The leader’s eyes swept the room, cold and calculating. “Hand over Lila Hartley. Now. And maybe the rest of you walk out of here alive.”