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Lethal Seduction

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter Forty - One

            Antonio 'The Panther' Lopez had greased-back dark hair, a cocky grin, several prominent gold teeth, and a full-of-confidence attitude.

            'The champ ain't got no chance wit' me,' he said, sitting with Madison on a bench at his training camp, his manager and handlers hovering nearby.

            'Why's that?' she asked, studying his sharply chiseled face, thick bull neck and muscled shoulders, mentally preparing the way she would describe him.

            'Cause I'm gonna kick his sorry ass like it ain't never bin kicked before,' Antonio boasted.


            'You got it.'

            'Childhood dream to be champion?'

            He screwed up his face. 'Never had no freaking childhood.'

            'How come?'

            'My old man didn't think I needed one.'


            'Cause he kept me working wit' him.'

            'And he was .?'

            'A freaking handyman to rich assholes in Mexico City.'

            'You didn't enjoy working with your dad?'

            'I was freaking ten, for Crissakes.'

            'Tough life, huh?'

            'That's how I learned t' kick any martha fucker's ass.'

            'Tonio,' said his manager, a fat, middle aged man in a crumpled suit, horridly stepping nearer, 'take it easy. This is a nice lady from a classy magazine.'

            'Fuck nice!' Antonio said fiercely. 'Being nice never got me nothing but dog-shit!'

            'Tonio!' his manger pleaded, sweat dripping from his brow. 'Calm. Relaxed. Save the anger for tomorrow night.'

            Antonio gave a crafty grin, stood up and stretched. He wore striped green shorts, a loose tank top and silver running shoes. Around his neck there were several gold chains: two had diamond-studded medallions hanging from them. 'She don't mind,' he said. 'She be cool. Right, lady?'

            'Right,' Madison agreed, glancing around to see if Jake had arrived. It was about time he got there because he was missing out on some good shots. Besides, even though she'd decided to have nothing more to do with him, she was still waiting to see what he had to say.

            Better concentrate on Antonio, she thought. Better not let my mind wander

            She had a strong suspicion that if Antonio did win the title, he'd soon become impossible to deal with. He was a true character - the man who would be champ. There was no doubt that the fame and attention would go to his head and explode. The time to get to him was now, before the explosion.

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36

Chapter 37

Chapter 38

Chapter 39

Chapter 40

Chapter 41

Chapter 42

Chapter 43

Chapter 44

Chapter 45

Chapter 46

Chapter 47

Chapter 48

Chapter 49

Chapter 50

Chapter 51

Chapter 52

Chapter 53

Chapter 54

Chapter 55

Chapter 56

Chapter 57

Chapter 58

Chapter 59

Chapter 60

Chapter 61

Chapter 62