Lion's share

LEONARDO'S POV (20 years old)

I stepped into the dimly lit warehouse, the air thick with the stink of sweat and blood mixed with the testosterone of dangerous men swarming the place. The sound of flesh pounding flesh bounced off the dreary walls as I walked closer to the ring. I heard the shuffle of feet on concrete and the murmur of voices coming from a large group of men huddled together in the corner.

The bright light from the ceiling lamp shone on the ring made in the middle of the room, and I knew this was my chance to prove my worth, especially to that jerk Kyle.

I approached the edge of the ring, stretching my limbs and popping my knuckles as I scoped out my opponent, who stood in the opposite corner. Kyle lifted a taunting smirk my way as he spotted me from the corner of his eyes. "Oh look who it is, the rookie who's trynna make name for himself." He snickered.

So starting off with a verbal fight huh? "Hope that mouth stays cocky after I knock you out cold." I retorted, flashi