Just a friend

LEONARDO'S POV

"Leo, you're up next!" the fight club organizer called out, and I cracked my knuckles, ready to deliver some pain.

I wrapped my hands tightly with worn-out tape. I glanced around, taking in the eager faces of spectators, each looking for that thrill that only a brutal fight could provide. Tonight, I was the one who would give them that thrill.

As I stepped into the ring, the cheers and hollers from the crowd fueled my confidence. I knew they loved my ruthless fighting style, and I was ready to show them why I was known as "The Enforcer."

My opponent took a step towards me. I couldn't help but notice the tightness in his muscles and the intensity in his eyes, which were firmly locked onto mine. He exuded an intimidating aura, with his formidable size dominating the space around him. However, instead of feeling fear, I found myself welcoming the danger that lay ahead. I loved the rush of facing someone who looked like they could kill me.

With the bell's resounding ring,