Chapter 781 Cynthia VS Madison
Cynthia and I were once again tangled with each other and even if I still was the one in control, I made sure it was only pleasure she’d feel until it was over. We had to clean up for a second time—which prompted a second “overtime”—and the fatigue I got from facing off with Benjie was basically non-existent.
I just felt loose and relaxed though I did opt for an energy drink and a protein bar.
With that said, I almost spat up my drink when I saw Cynthia easily throating a whole banana but the next thing I saw drenched my shirt completely. It was because when she saw me looking at her with concern, she pulled the whole banana back from her throat like it was nothing.
“What?” Cynthia asked with nonchalance.
“No, no, no… Don’t do that like it’s nothing! That’s a whole banana for fuck’s sake!”
“Eh? You’re bigger though? This is nothing!”
“That’s not the point! Learn to chew!”
“What? Wouldn’t that hurt you?”
“Huh?”
“I mean, if I bite your cock—”
“I meant the banana! Chew the banana! Not my dick!”
“HAHAHAHAHA! I’M JUST MESSING WITH YOU! TATIANA DID THAT LAST TIME AND RIN ALMOST CHOKED TO DEATH! YOU SHOULD’VE SEEN HER FACE!”
“You fucking— Dammit! Fine, you got me… You got me! Can we eat normally now? And don’t start something about ‘eating’ just because I said it!”
“Oh, man! I was just about to do it too!”
I shook my head as I finished my snack, “Alright, wanna head up?”
Cynthia nodded after throwing out her banana peel, “Sure!”
Before we went back to Kaley and the rest, I left the box Annie gave me with the rest of my belongings. However, I did pick up the thumb drive that was inside it and handed it over to Natasha.
She was still guarding our vehicles with Ibarra and since she’s probably chafing by now, I asked her to glance through what was inside it. I would’ve done it myself but I still had one more event to focus on.
The final event was a tournament-style fight between all of the champions in each family and this time, from what I’ve heard, Mr. Cuervo gave the women champions a better representation though the fight between men champions would still be the final-final show.
And the truth of the matter was people would prefer watching the NBA compared to the WNBA.
But to be completely fair, comparing basketball to a sport of beating each other up wasn’t exactly right. If you’d want to see more technique being used rather than just raw power, watching women fight was the way to go. Granted there were technical people in the men’s division and powerful people in the women’s division, but the ratio between those types and the predominant ones made each division distinct.
With that said, while Cynthia and I were walking back to our spot, the two of us were fucking oblivious as to what was going on.
I first thought we were having that Inception-thingy when everyone else was just fucking staring at you, but when we finally sat down and looked at the big screen, it was actually Cynthia’s turn.
Her opponent was already in the play area while the two of us took our sweet fucking time. I couldn’t even imagine what Mr. Cuervo’s face was right now because his own sister was delaying his show.
“Wait, what?! Why?!”
Ruru and Riri exclaimed, “You’re a champion, right?! You’re supposed to be there!”
“Ah— O-Ok!”
Well, Cynthia didn’t waste time as she easily ran down and vaulted off the railing, and she gracefully landed with a smile on her face. Everyone cheered when she was face to face with the other champion but her opponent was fucking pissed.
The woman she was facing was introduced as “Madison” and I was chuckling to myself because of a small revelation.
‘She’s MAD-ison… heh…’
Madison was from the Alvarez Family and the first thing you’d notice was her legs.
She was tall and had a petite frame but her thighs looked like they got swapped with someone else accidentally, well, the rest of her lower body that is. They were almost as thick as Tatiana’s and one kick from her could probably fell a banana tree.
It’s just that Cynthia wasn’t fazed at all and she just slightly leaned back when the signal was given.
Right from the fucking get-go, Madison just lifted from air as her left foot kicked up—performing a perfect split while mid-air—following it with the same kick from her right foot. The power behind those made Cynthia’s hair blow crazy but those kicks only hit air.
It seemed like Cynthia knew Madison’s moves because after leaning back, she kicked with the back of her heel to jump back, completely avoiding a spinning heel kick that Madison launched after she landed. However, another side of Cynthia that would only show when she was drunk appeared when she latched on Madison’s ankle and swept her foot that was planted on the floor.
While Madison was in mid-air, Cynthia instantly pulled her toward her and let go of her ankle before punching down—with all of her weight—straight down to Madison’s throat.
Everything just happened in an instant and Cynthia just turned around when Madison’s head bounced off the ground. Madison was already having a hard time breathing and she was rolling in pain while clutching her neck, and I actually felt sorry for her.𝓷𝗈𝔳𝑒𝑙𝓝𝗲xt.𝗰𝒐𝗆
I can’t fucking believe Cynthia just went ham on a completely stranger but later did I know that Madison was the partner of the guy that groped her. Even from that, I still didn’t think such a brutal method was supposed to be delivered to that someone’s partner but it seemed like that words were exchanged beforehand and Madison was making Cynthia to be the one at fault.
‘Well, looked fucking awesome though…’
With that said, I decided to stay away from that drama as I just congratulated her from winning the fight.
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