Chapter 32: She Cries for Him

~ Willow ~ NO! NO this is not happening. “What’s it going to be? Are you a pussy or are you going to fight?” Drake holds his arms out like he is waiting for Brax to answer. “Go fuck yourself, Drake!” I yell out at Drake. “Why would I when you fuck so good, Willow?” Drake replied to me. I move to pull Brax toward the entrance, but he doesn't budge. He is looking at me stone faced, and I know what he is about to say. The look on Brax’s face and his body language radiates a deadly vibe. The aura rolling off him is something I have never felt come from him before. “That motherfucker thinks he owns you. I’m going to fucking kill him. I’m sorry Willow, but I can’t walk away from this.” Brax pulls his shirt over his head. I swallow deep, this time it's not because of how sexy he is, but how afraid for him I am. He turns to walk toward the ring, and I rush toward him. “Brax!” I yell. He turns back toward me as I throw my arms around his neck and give him a long passionate kiss. I try to contro