Chapter One
"Hold on a sec....its meathead number four!" Selene said handing Tony his cell phone.
Tony rolled his eyes and took the phone from her hand.
"Yea, hello? What's up man? Yea... she called you meathead number four." he laughed. "Yea, Dave and the crew've been blowin' up my cell all day. Alright man, see you in an hour then."
He hung up and stared at his cousin reading on the couch. He waited for her to look up at him.
"What?" she asked, seeing him in the corner of her eye.
"Can you please be nice?"
"Or else what? Meathead number one, two, three and four will beat me up? I was only playing, relax!"
"Yea well Dorian's on his way here. He'll be here in an hour, so don't do that thing that you always do." he said, frowning.
"What thing?" she asked, giving him her pretty and innocent smile.
"You know what I mean. You always try to make them feel like they're dumb."
"No I do not!" she said defensively. "Just because I try to have an intelligent conversation with them when they come here doesn't mean I'm trying to make them look stupid. Is it so bad to talk about things other than UFC and weight training? Geez! If they're all getting offended, then I'll just shut up!"
"Chill out 'Lene! I'm just sayin' Dorian's coming over for dinner. Just try not to kill him with your intelligence aight?"
"Ugh! Since I'm cooking everything ON MY OWN..." she emphasized. "... I should be allowed to talk... but whatever. Have it your way. I'll just sit there like a good little girl while the beefcakes talk about man-stuff."
He walked away, shaking his head and not caring to take the argument any further. The two were roommates and Selene constantly found herself being surrounded by his crew. Tony was a UFC fighter, and a very good one at that. He was becoming a rising star in the cage or the "Octagon" as they called it and his work was always spilling into Selene's personal space. She didn't mind meeting his friends or team though.
Her life was lonely since she was single and she secretly welcomed the presence of other men to their apartment. The only problem was that the guys Tony brought over usually went for the skinny model type. Selene had more meat on her bones than they cared for. Even though she was a little overweight, she still had killer curves, a nice butt and a lovely pair of 40DD breasts. She also had the prettiest almond shaped eyes and beautiful mahogany skin. Unfortunately, that never impressed "Chocolate" Tony's friends. That's what the fan girls called him.
Tony was a very handsome man. He was a heavy weight fighter at 6ft tall and 235 lbs. and he had all the women begging for his attention. For most men, this probably would have been a huge distraction but he never wavered from his dedication to fighting. He worked very hard to get where he was and he wasn't going to let anyone or anything stop him. Selene admired this about him, even though she never said so out loud. Tony spent most of his early career fighting smaller bouts and it didn't take long for him to grab the attention of the UFC Organization.
For a year he fought in the Octagon and won 3 out of 4 fights; an impressive feat for someone with lesser experience. As a student of multiple disciplines, he spent most days of the week training and sparring. This left him with not much time to take care of his meals and other necessary daily activities. Selene recognized this and took it upon herself to do his laundry on some days, the grocery shopping and making dinner. The two were very close and had gotten along the most, out of all their other cousins. She didn't mind doing all these chores; she was rooting for him and wanted him to succeed.
Tonight Selene was to meet Dorian Jaidon for the first time. She heard about him through Tony but had never met him. He and Tony fought 10 months prior and even though Dorian dominated and won the fight, there were no hard feelings.
"Hold on a sec....its meathead number four!" Selene said handing Tony his cell phone.
Tony rolled his eyes and took the phone from her hand.
"Yea, hello? What's up man? Yea... she called you meathead number four." he laughed. "Yea, Dave and the crew've been blowin' up my cell all day. Alright man, see you in an hour then."
He hung up and stared at his cousin reading on the couch. He waited for her to look up at him.
"What?" she asked, seeing him in the corner of her eye.
"Can you please be nice?"
"Or else what? Meathead number one, two, three and four will beat me up? I was only playing, relax!"
"Yea well Dorian's on his way here. He'll be here in an hour, so don't do that thing that you always do." he said, frowning.
"What thing?" she asked, giving him her pretty and innocent smile.
"You know what I mean. You always try to make them feel like they're dumb."
"No I do not!" she said defensively. "Just because I try to have an intelligent conversation with them when they come here doesn't mean I'm trying to make them look stupid. Is it so bad to talk about things other than UFC and weight training? Geez! If they're all getting offended, then I'll just shut up!"
"Chill out 'Lene! I'm just sayin' Dorian's coming over for dinner. Just try not to kill him with your intelligence aight?"
"Ugh! Since I'm cooking everything ON MY OWN..." she emphasized. "... I should be allowed to talk... but whatever. Have it your way. I'll just sit there like a good little girl while the beefcakes talk about man-stuff."
He walked away, shaking his head and not caring to take the argument any further. The two were roommates and Selene constantly found herself being surrounded by his crew. Tony was a UFC fighter, and a very good one at that. He was becoming a rising star in the cage or the "Octagon" as they called it and his work was always spilling into Selene's personal space. She didn't mind meeting his friends or team though.
Her life was lonely since she was single and she secretly welcomed the presence of other men to their apartment. The only problem was that the guys Tony brought over usually went for the skinny model type. Selene had more meat on her bones than they cared for. Even though she was a little overweight, she still had killer curves, a nice butt and a lovely pair of 40DD breasts. She also had the prettiest almond shaped eyes and beautiful mahogany skin. Unfortunately, that never impressed "Chocolate" Tony's friends. That's what the fan girls called him.
Tony was a very handsome man. He was a heavy weight fighter at 6ft tall and 235 lbs. and he had all the women begging for his attention. For most men, this probably would have been a huge distraction but he never wavered from his dedication to fighting. He worked very hard to get where he was and he wasn't going to let anyone or anything stop him. Selene admired this about him, even though she never said so out loud. Tony spent most of his early career fighting smaller bouts and it didn't take long for him to grab the attention of the UFC Organization.
For a year he fought in the Octagon and won 3 out of 4 fights; an impressive feat for someone with lesser experience. As a student of multiple disciplines, he spent most days of the week training and sparring. This left him with not much time to take care of his meals and other necessary daily activities. Selene recognized this and took it upon herself to do his laundry on some days, the grocery shopping and making dinner. The two were very close and had gotten along the most, out of all their other cousins. She didn't mind doing all these chores; she was rooting for him and wanted him to succeed.
Tonight Selene was to meet Dorian Jaidon for the first time. She heard about him through Tony but had never met him. He and Tony fought 10 months prior and even though Dorian dominated and won the fight, there were no hard feelings.
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