Accidentally Yours (Merffy Kizzmet) novel Chapter 218

Rafael

The gym was quieter than usual.

Not silent, Iron Den was never silent but the noise had changed, Fewer jokes, fewer shouts, the kind of hush that followed after you watched someone get humbled. Yesterday had been a massacre. His best guys, heavyweights who’d been training for years, dropped one after another by a five–foot–nothing woman with a smile sharp enough to cut skin.

He’d reviewed the footage twice. No wasted movement, no hesitation. just control. It wasn’t brute force; it was precision, and precision came from pain learned the hard way.

The guys still nursing bruises called her the witch.

He didn’t correct them.

He was mid–wrap on his hands when the music cut off.

A heartbeat of static, then bass. Loud, cocky, way too catchy to belong in a fight gym.

Every head lifted.

Rafael blinked once, a slow grin creeping in.

Oh, hell no…

The door banged open and there she was.

Red. Not auburn or copper or subtle, fire–engine, come–at–me red. Hair twisted into twin buns that somehow looked dangerous, hoodie cropped to her ribs, smirk already loaded. The energy in the room shifted like someone had thrown gasoline on a lit fuse.

She strode across the mats, duffel swinging from her shoulder, eyes locking straight on him.

“Morning, Coach,” she called, voice bright over the music.

He pointed toward the ceiling speakers. “Did you hack my sound system?”

“Maybe,” she said, grin widening. “Had to play my intro song.”

The fighters nearest the ring were trying not to laugh. Rafael didn’t bother hiding his. “Of course you’ve got an intro song.”

“Duh.” She tossed her bag down, kicked off her sneakers. “Every good villain does.”

He leaned against the ropes, head tilting as he took her in. “Back to the red, huh?”

She looked up, the grin already spreading. “Yeah. Figured it was time to bring her back.”

“Her?”

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11:34 Sun, Oct 12

Chapter 218

Lola’s eyes sparkled, “You’ll find out soon enough, Pretty sure there’s something somewhere in that file you’ve got on me. She sang the last words, lilting, taunting, “Guecesss we’ll seeeee.”

The men around the ring exchanged glances–half impressed, half terrified.

Rafael just laughed under his breath. “Yeah,” he said, smile tugging wider. “I think we will.”

He nodded toward the center of the mat. “We’ll start light. Footwork, reaction speed.”

Lola cocked a hip, grin tugging at her mouth. “You casing me in or underestimating me again?”

His eyes flicked over her stance, steady and unbothered. “Not underestimating. Evaluating.”

She laughed under her breath. “Cute word for getting your ass handed to you.”

That earned a low whistle from someone near the ring. Rafael’s smirk deepened as he raised his hands. “Alright then, bruja. Let’s see if the legend’s real.”

“Oh, it’s real,” she said, sliding into motion, every line of her body coiled and dangerous. “Try to keep up.”

The bell wasn’t official, just a tap on the mat, but it set the rhythm anyway. Lola moved first. Quick. Measured. No wasted energy. Her steps were light, sure, predatory in a way most fighters only pretended to be.

Rafael circled her, testing distance, trying to find an opening that didn’t exist. The first feint came easy; the second didn’t. She read him, actually read him, pivoting before he’d even committed to the strike.

The room started to hum again, that low current that fills a gym when something special’s happening.

She wasn’t showboating this time. No trash talk. No taunting. Just that focused, razor–sharp calm that made his pulse pick up. Every dodge, every counter, was clean and deliberate.

Jesus, she’s fast.

He went for a sweep to test her reaction time. She jumped it, caught his wrist mid–motion, and used his own weight to twist him halfway off balance before letting go with a smirk.

“Light enough for you, Coach?” she asked, barely winded.

He barked a laugh, shaking his head. “Remind me never to spar before caffeine again.”

“Excuses already?” she teased, rolling her shoulders like she was just warming up.

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