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... stood in the gravel-paved center, locked in a brutal dance of fists and footwork.
Dull thuds of knuckles against flesh echoed in steady rhythm.
Ian’s breath came in short bursts.
His bare torso, lean and scarred, was slick with sweat. His muscles tensed and coiled with each motion, like a hunting animal. Across from him, Eli moved with feline grace, his frame heavier, thicker with muscle, but no less precise.
Gold rings in his dreadlocks shimmered as he dodged a j ...
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