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Sienna stood with her hands on her hips, chin tilted high, face full of open challenge.

"What? I’ll leave whenever I damn well want. You gonna hit me? A grown man putting his hands on a woman in broad daylight~how shameless can you get? What are you, some kind of woman-beater?"

Jason crossed his arms, a small, cold smile pulling at the corner of his mouth.

"Don’t be stupid. I don’t hit women."

Sienna heard the words and immediately assumed he was backing down. Her expression turned smug. She folded her arms under her chest, chin lifting even higher.

"At least you know your place."

The next second Jason stepped in fast.

His hand moved in a clean, sharp arc. Three open-handed slaps landed in quick succession~two across Sienna’s face, one across Natalie ’s. The sound cracked through the quiet gym like gunshots.

Slap. Slap. Slap.

Jason casually shook out his hand and looked down at the two of them with mild satisfaction.

"I don’t hit women," he repeated evenly. "But in my eyes, neither of you qualify. One of you is a steroid experiment that forgot what gender it’s supposed to be. The other is just a cheap, loud-mouthed whore. I’m simply cleaning up the trash."

Behind him, Elena Quinn and Tessa Rivera stood frozen. A quiet, ugly satisfaction flickered in both their eyes. These two had made the gym toxic for months~one selling her body to the greasiest regulars, the other running on illegal muscle and intimidation. Meanwhile the women who actually worked hard kept getting their hours cut.

Sienna staggered, both hands flying to her burning cheeks. Her eyes were wide with pure disbelief.

"You fucking broke bastard~how dare you put your hands on me?! I’ll kill you!"

Shock and rage twisted her face. The only man who had ever hit her before was her current sugar daddy. Some random college kid had no right. She had ruled this gym with her looks and her attitude for too long to swallow this kind of humiliation.

With a raw scream she lunged at him like a rabid dog, nails out, aiming for his face and eyes while a stream of curses poured from her mouth.

Jason didn’t even look concerned. He shifted his weight half a step to the side, let her momentum carry her past him, then brought his hand up again.

Slap.

The second blow dropped her hard onto the floor mats. She curled in on herself, gasping.

Jason looked down at her, arms folded once more.

"You done, or are you actually as stupid as you look?"

Natalie finally snapped out of her shock. Seeing Sienna on the ground sent a fresh wave of rage through her. She was bigger than both of them~thick arms and shoulders swollen from years of heavy, chemical-assisted lifting. She balled her fists, muscles jumping under the skin, and roared:

"You little piece of shit~I’ll break you in half!"

She charged like a runaway truck.

Jason’s expression didn’t change. The system’s basic self-defense skill settled into his limbs like cold water. He planted his feet, waited until the last possible moment, then caught her thick wrist, turned with her momentum, and whipped his other hand across her face in a wide, brutal arc.

The crack of the slap was louder than the first ones. Natalie hit the floor beside Sienna, the impact knocking the breath out of her.

Sienna sat on the floor covering her face, voice rising into a high, broken wail.

"Wuwu... you’re a grown man and you’re actually fighting a woman... hitting women... what kind of man does that?!"

Tears and ruined makeup streaked down her swollen cheeks. Her carefully done face was a mess~lipstick smeared, one side of her face already puffing up.

"I’m going to expose you! Every woman who sees this is going to spit on you! I’ll call the police and say you tried to rape me!"

Natalie struggled back to her feet beside her, face dark red with fury. She clenched her thick fists and bellowed:

"I’m gonna fucking kill you!"

She charged again, heavy and wild, like a bull that had seen red.

Jason’s eyes narrowed. The basic self-defense skill the system had given him settled into his muscles like cold instinct. He dropped his weight, then exploded forward to meet her.

He slipped past her first wild swing, stepped in close, and drove an uppercut straight into her chin. Natalie’s head snapped back; her balance broke. Before she could recover he spun and smashed his elbow hard into the center of her chest.

The impact made a heavy, ugly sound. Natalie crashed to the floor mats with a loud thud, air exploding from her lungs. She curled up, face twisted in pain, groaning like something inside her had shifted.

Sienna’s face went paper-white. She stared at the bigger woman writhing on the ground and started trembling.

"This... this can’t be real..."

The college kid in front of her didn’t look especially big or strong. Yet he had just put Natalie~someone twice his size and full of chemical muscle~on the floor like it was nothing. Fear finally cut through the anger. She kept her head down, terrified she would be next. The expensive implants in her chest had cost a fortune; one solid punch and they would be ruined.

Jason looked down at Natalie with open disgust.

"Steroid muscle and animal junk. No real strength, just swollen bullshit. Keep injecting for another couple years and you won’t even look human anymore."

He turned his eyes to Sienna, still curled on the floor.

"Both of you get up. This isn’t a hotel. You’re not sleeping here."

The same two women who had been loud and arrogant five minutes ago now looked like beaten dogs. Jason felt zero sympathy. Some people only understood pain.

Tessa Rivera walked over.

She moved with easy, confident steps. A tight sports crop top clung to her chest and left her toned midriff completely bare. Black yoga pants hugged the strong curve of her hips and thighs. Her deep tan glowed under the overhead lights, every line of her abs and the tight cut of her waist on full display. She looked powerful, athletic, and openly sexual.

A bright, interested smile spread across her face.

"Damn, little brother. That was impressive." Her voice came out warm and a little husky. "Sister likes what she sees. Come train with me~first session’s free."

It wasn’t pure lust talking. She had been divorced for years, raising her daughter alone, with almost no time or energy for men. Five or six years of taking care of herself in the dark had left her hungry. Seeing a young guy who was both good-looking and capable of putting Natalie on the floor in under ten seconds stirred something she hadn’t felt in a long time. She still had standards~she wasn’t Sienna~but looking was free, and teasing didn’t cost anything either.

Jason didn’t bother hiding the way his eyes moved over her. He took his time, dragging his gaze from her face down the length of her tight body and back up again.

A dark-skinned, athletic older woman with a body like that? Interesting.

Under the weight of that open stare, Tessa’s cheeks flushed hard. A visible shiver ran through her. Her thighs pressed together for a second before she caught herself.

What the hell is wrong with me?

Her eyes flicked over Jason again~really looking this time~and a small, involuntary sound escaped her throat. She quickly covered her mouth with one hand.

He was younger than she had first thought.

And significantly more handsome up close.

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