When Damon sat down in his ne seat, he looked out the window and saw the huge city of Bangkok below him.
The bright city lights shed like stars, and their reflections danced on the dark river that ran through the city.
It was sad to know that this was hisst look at the city that had be like a second home to him over the past few months.
He thought to himself, It''s too bad he hadn''t taken the time to look into it more.
Even though he felt bad about missing out on the experience, he couldn''t deny the satisfaction of knowing he had done what he came here to do.
It had been worth every ounce of effort.
As the ne took off, he let out a soft sigh and leaned back in his seat.
This time, he avoided flipping through any in-flight magazines, learning his lesson fromst time.
Nok had been there once again, escorting him to the ne just as she had when he first arrived in Bangkok.
He hadn''t seen much of her during his time here. somehow, he had thought they''d cross paths more often.
With how they first met, it felt like there might''ve been more to their dynamic, but life didn''t always work out the way one expected.
Shaking off the thought, he leaned back into his seat, staring out of the window.
Bangkok was disappearing beneath the clouds, the sprawling city bing smaller and smaller as the ne ascended.
But It really was a shame, really. He hadn''t had the chance to explore the city properly, to take in its culture and energy beyond the training grounds.
When he got home, it was back to the grind. But this time, fighting wasn''t the only thing waiting for him.
He smirked to himself, leaning back. There was that dinner with Svena.
That thought alone brought a new kind of anticipation, a different kind of challenge he was oddly looking forward to.
All his life, Damon had never really thought about girls or love.
His focus had always been elsewhere, on survival, on fighting, on bing something greater than the circumstances he had grown up in.
Rtionships, romance, they had always seemed like distractions, unnecessary attachments he couldn''t afford.
He had to focus on making it, and providing for
But now, sitting on this ne thousands of feet above the ground, he had to be honest with himself.
Svena was important to him.
She wasn''t just someone in his corner, cheering him on or teasing him about his victories.
She had be part of his life in a way that felt… different. Important. And that scared him more than he cared to admit.
Even so, he couldn''t shake his hesitation. He had asked her to dinner, sure, but asking her for more?
To take that next step toward starting something real with her? That felt like a leap he wasn''t sure he could make just yet.
He rubbed the back of his neck, a faint frown crossing his face as he stared out at the endless sky.
Maybe it was fear of failure, or maybe it was the unfamiliarity of it all.
Damon Cross, hesitant in the face of something as simple, and asplicated. as love.
But one thing was certain. If there was anyone worth taking that leap for, it was Svena.
He just had to figure out how to let himself do it.
Money wasn''t a problem, hell, with the system''s 10x multiplier sry contract, money was never going to be a problem.
Damon was already a millionaire, his bank ount stacked in a way that most fighters could only dream of so early in their careers.
But ironically, that wealth came with its ownplications.
He''d thought about buying a car. A good one. Something sleek and desirable that screamed sess.
But the moment that thought crossed his mind, the reality of his situation pulled him back.
With the money he was "officially" earning from fights, buying anything extravagant would raise too many eyebrows.
It wasn''t just about the money, it was about the story that money told.
To the people closest to him, buying a high-end car or making any major purchases would spark questions. Questions he couldn''t answer without revealing the system.
Because no matter how well he fought, no one would believe that a few fight purses could cover such luxuries, not with what fighters at his level typically earned.
It was frustrating, having the means but not the freedom to use them.
He could afford anything he wanted, but the cost wasn''t just financial, it was in the risk of exposing the truth behind his sudden rise.
For now, the money sat there, untouched
He had thought of a solution.
Victor had always said he was just a call away when it came to financial advice.
The man was very good at business, and it showed in both his wealth and the way he walked.
Damon was even on a private flight that he set up.
His wife, Macey, was no different, equally sharp and sessful in her own ventures.
It was no wonder they had been urging Svena to follow in their footsteps, encouraging her to step into the world of business.
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Maybe it was time Damon tapped into that expertise.
He could ask Victor for investment ideas, ways to grow his wealth quietly.
Victor had the kind of knowledge and experience Damoncked, and he trusted him.
Whether it was stocks, real estate, or even smaller ventures, Victor would know where to start.
The thought didn''t stop there. Another idea crept into Damon''s mind, what if he started his own business?
He had money, after all, and if he yed it right, a business could serve two purposes.
It would be a way to exin his growing wealth while also providing him with a legitimate fallback option outside of fighting.
It wasn''t like he needed it now, but he''d learned enough about the fight world to know it didn''tst forever.
Injuries, losses, politics, anything could happen.
Well he didn''t think he would get a permanent injury.
But...
The more he thought about it, the more it made sense.
Maybe a gym, a ce for fighters to train.
It wouldn''t raise suspicion, it would be natural, even expected, for someone like him to own a gym.
He smirked to himself, leaning back against the seat. The n wasn''t solid yet, but the pieces were there. When he got back, he''d have a serious talk with Victor.
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