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    Uppercut: A Choke Me Out Romance, #3
    Uppercut: A Choke Me Out Romance, #3
    Uppercut: A Choke Me Out Romance, #3
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    Uppercut: A Choke Me Out Romance, #3

    By Paula Cox

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    Uppercut is book 3 and the finale of A Choke Me Out Romance trilogy!

    SHE PRAYED FOR AN ANGEL. SHE GOT ME INSTEAD.

    She ran away from an abusive home.
    She just wants safety. Peace. Protection.
    I could give her all that.
    I SHOULD give her all that.

    But I won't.

    Because Rose woke up something in me that I never knew existed:
    Dark and dangerous needs.

    And the closer she gets, the louder my inner demons scream for me to claim her.
    I don't know how much longer I can hold back…

    LanguageEnglish
    PublishereBook Publishing World
    Release dateJan 14, 2019
    ISBN9781386936770
    Uppercut: A Choke Me Out Romance, #3

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      Uppercut: A Bad Boy MMA Fighter Romance (Choke Me Out Book 3)

      By Paula Cox

      SHE PRAYED FOR AN ANGEL. SHE GOT ME INSTEAD.

      SHE RAN AWAY FROM AN abusive home.

      She just wants safety. Peace. Protection.

      I could give her all that.

      I SHOULD give her all that.

      But I won’t.

      Because Rose woke up something in me that I never knew existed:

      Dark and dangerous needs.

      And the closer she gets, the louder my inner demons scream for me to claim her.

      I don’t know how much longer I can hold back...

      CHAPTER 1

      S o you’ll let me have copies of those pages you printed out? Nix asked Rose at the end of their brief but reassuring meeting in his sedan, which was parked in a side alley well away from the thoroughfare. The less people who knew about this, the better. Mitre wasn’t the smallest town in California, but it was densely settled; rumors travelled fast. Anyway, the FBI man seemed to be on top of the situation, and she’d realized it was stupid to try to keep anything from him. Any chance of busting Delgado’s blackmailing ring had to be taken. The names and contact details from Mike’s black book would help him achieve that.

      Nah, you can have the original printouts, she said. I’ll be glad to get rid of them. And you can do a lot more with them than I can.

      But even so, she did keep a few things to herself, like Mike’s threatening note and Cate’s temporary disappearance. They were both back home now—she’d spied him driving her to school a few mornings back, and she’d seemed fine—so the status quo was more or less back to normal. More or less...

      Make sure you keep it to yourself, though, she added. "Mike knows I’ve seen the book, but if he found out I’ve shared it with the FBI, I’m pretty sure he’d kill me."

      You have my word, said Nix. The only people who know we’ve talked here today are people you can trust: your boyfriend Avery, his brother Luca, and my boss, Special Agent Helmsley.

      That did reassure her.

      Do you think you’ll be able to bring the bastards down? she asked.

      He took a last sip from his coffee; it wasn’t steaming anymore. I’d like to say yes to that, Miss Jacqueline, but criminal organizations like this are tough nuts to crack. You might nail one or two low-level operatives, but the hard part is tying them back to the people pulling the strings. Those strings get severed at the first hint that one of them has been compromised. He paused. But we’ll do everything we can.

      Have the Reno police found out who those kidnappers were? she asked. They never got back to us.

      Nix pressed his lips together into a small, grave line. We know exactly who they are. We’ve taken over that investigation. You won’t be hearing from Reno P.D.

      Rose sensed he was holding a lot back. Her mind flooded with conspiracy theories, the ones she and Avery and Marlon had gone through over and over together ever since that night. So they are corrupt, she said. I knew it.

      I can’t discuss that side of the investigation, Nix replied. But I will say it’s not a good idea for you to contact anyone in Reno about what happened that night, especially that officer who took your statements.

      Bowman?

      Right. From now on, I’ll be your first and only point of contact. You have my card. Keep it someplace safe. You shouldn’t need to use it—like I said, your stepdad won’t want to draw attention to himself—but if anything happens, anything at all, call me. I’ll be in touch if and when we have anything concrete. Until then, it’s probably best you don’t go on any more field trips, even with your team of Expendables.

      Rose grinned. I was kinda hoping for the sequel.

      Well, I could always film it on my smartphone, put it up on YouTube, he said. Think it would go viral?

      I think it would break the internet. She opened her passenger door and beamed him a grateful smile. Take it easy, Agent Nix.

      You too, Miss Jacqueline. Thanks for all your help.

      Back-at-cha. Oh yeah, when are you calling round for those printouts?

      Tonight. I’ll text first to make sure you’re home.

      Cool. See ya.

      She couldn’t decide whether to walk or run back to the gym. Soon, her excitement got the best of her and she was in a flat-out sprint along the Van Buren sidewalk. Nix’s sedan sped past before she got to Wright Hook’s. In her exuberance she almost waved, but checked herself just in time. It wasn’t every day you got to help out the FBI, but if she wasn’t careful, this day might be her last.

      MANNY ETCHEVERRIA AND the two fill-in coaches, Saul and Benny, took over the private and group training sessions now that Avery wasn’t available. That hurt attendance a little. As good as they were, they were no substitute for a world champion. But overall, business soared. Word had gotten out about Avery’s upcoming exhibition match, and men of all ages, many of whom would otherwise never have gone near a gym, started showing up, either paying for a one-off session or just coming to watch—secretly hoping the great Avery Wright would show up and treat them to a display of his prowess in the ring.

      Now and then he did show, and energy levels around the gym spiked. Paces quickened on the treadmills. Punches grew fiercer. Those practicing takedown maneuvers added individual flourishes to their techniques. They were all hoping to catch his eye, and, if they were really lucky, his approval. Surprisingly, few people asked for his autograph. Those who did tended to be boys, and he never turned them down so long as they were polite. If they weren’t, he’d treat them like he would an obnoxious paparazzo—with complete disdain.

      The weeks went by, and Rose saw less and less of him throughout the day. He got up ridiculously early for his morning run, used the weights, fitness machines, and punching bags at Luca’s home gym and sparred with Luca and an assortment of MMA fighter friends and colleagues at various venues. Sometimes, he practiced in the ring at Wright Hook’s, but Rose could tell he didn’t like the distractions. The constantly opening door. This upcoming fight was a momentous thing for him, and she’d never seen anyone so focused on anything before.

      It was impressive to witness. It was also hard—very

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