While Damon was taking a hard punch in the ring, his family and friends were enjoying a much more comfortable time across town in the apartment that Victor had set up for Damon and his mother.
They were all in the large living room.
The place had become a sanctuary for Damon and his mother, a far cry from their difficult past.
On the large, plush sofa, the whole squad was there, leaning forward as they watched the fight unfold on the big screen.
Ty, Ash, Ashley, Joey, and Svetlana sat together, eyes glued to the TV.
Damon's friends had been invited over by his mother for what had become a regular event, watching Damon's fights as a group and making a day of it.
Victor, always the composed and calculated man, sat on a single sofa off to the side, dressed casually for once.
He watched the fight with a calm demeanor, though those who knew him well could sense his underlying tension.
In the kitchen, Aoife was chatting with another woman, who stood beside her, both preparing snacks for the group.
The woman had elegant blonde hair and moved with a natural grace, Victor's wife, Macey.
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She and Aoife had quickly become close friends, often bonding over their shared worries about the men in their lives.
Back in the living room, the energy was tense.
The moment on the screen was intense, Damon had just been hit with a gut punch from Kofi, and everyone in the room winced.
"Oh, damn!" Joey shouted, gripping the edge of the couch. "That looked like it hurt."
Ty leaned forward, his eyes wide. "He's fine. Come on, man, get up, Damon!"
As usual, Svetlana kept her cool and paid attention.
She crossed her arms and looked straight ahead. "He's been hit harder before," she said quietly, but it was clear that she was scared.
Victor didn't say a word, his eyes never leaving the screen.
His jaw clenched slightly, but he remained composed.
Victor allowed himself a wider smile, the tension visibly leaving his body as if a weight had been lifted. "Well done," he whispered, nodding in approval.
Svetlana blushed, but quickly masked it, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
Her eyes, however, remained fixed on Damon on the screen, pride and admiration flickering across her face.
But just as they thought Damon would finish Kofi off with strikes, something unexpected happened.
Damon went for a choke instead of pummeling Kofi to the ground.
Joey squinted at the screen, confused. "Wait, why is he going for a choke?"
Ash tilted his head. "What? Just knock him out, bro!"
Even Ty was baffled. "Is he...why would he do that?"
The room quieted as they watched Damon lock in the rear-naked choke, his technique unorthodox but effective.
Kofi's body slowly went limp, and when Hank Binn rushed in to stop the fight, the room exploded in cheers.
"He did it!" Joey yelled, jumping up and down. "He freaking did it!"
Victor stood from his seat, clapping slowly but proudly. "That's my boy," he said softly, a wide grin spreading across his face.
Ty and Ash high-fived, their energy through the roof as they yelled and celebrated.
Svetlana smiled, her blush returning as she watched Damon's victory on the screen.
Her eyes sparkled with a mixture of pride and something more, though she kept it hidden from the others.
As Aoife and Macey returned to the living room, hearing the noise, Aoife immediately asked, "What happened?"
Joey spun around with a big grin. "He won! Damon won!"
Aoife's face lit up with relief and pride as she brought her hands to her chest. "I knew he would."
The whole room buzzed with excitement, and for a moment, it felt like they were all there in the cage with Damon, celebrating a victory that was not just his, but theirs as well.
Because it was.