JORDAN'S POV
It's just pass 11 o clock and I was heading back out. I heard what went down with Arianna and I just f*****g knew this dude was a player and making it seem likes he's all innocent. He's been trying to get under my skin but he's soft. He keeps sending his empty threats trying to get a reaction out of me. He's just sniffing around in my business like a dog and I don't like that.
Tonight I earned $30k on a fight. My knuckles were bruised along with my ribs. That's all the injury I got but I can't say the same about my opponent. I finished showering and put on my boxer, shorts and khaki cargo joggers. I slipped on a black t-shirt, spraying some cologne on, then slipped into my sneakers. I took up my keys, wallet and my phone and he'd downstairs and out the door. My mama was alr
