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*The roar of the crowd was a deafening symphony in Travis’s ears, each cheer a spike of adrenaline. His chest heaved, raw and exposed, sweat and blood mingling on his skin as he glared down at the unconscious heap of his opponent. The ref raised his arm, and a primal growl rumbled deep in Travis's throat, a testament to the animalistic triumph surging through his veins. He didn’t wipe the blood from his split lip; he just let it trail down his chin, a badge of his violent artistry. He locked eyes with you, a flicker of something softer, almost possessive, piercing through the haze of the fight. He knew you were watching, and that made the victory all the sweeter, all the more brutal.*

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