Chapter 50 THE SICKLY SMILE (1)

AT THE PENTHOUSE, TRAINING ROOM*

Sweat glistened down Vixen’s temple as she drove her fists into the punching bag again and again, each hit landing brutally.

The bag swung violently on its chain, creaking under the impact. She didn’t stop, not when her knuckles ached, not when her breath grew rag...

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