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The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 822

"Let me warn you in advance, I'm not going to go easy on you just because you're my boyfriend."

"Don't cry when I beat you up."

Leilani looked absolutely adorable when she made those little expressive faces, and Callahan couldn't suppress a smile.

"We can start whenever you're ready, but you're talking a big game."

"We'll have to see who ends up crying."

"Come on."

Callahan took off his jacket, revealing his toned, muscular arms.

Leilani thought he was going to warm up first, but instead, he launched a sudden, unexpected punch straight at her.

What kind of sparring partner didn't even let the other person get ready before attacking?

Fortunately, her reflexes were sharp.

She dodged his fist with a swift sidestep. Seizing the opportunity, she used the momentum of her spin to sweep her left leg low, aiming directly for his footing.

And just like that, the fight was on.

Without any warning, the two figures became a blur on the training mat, their fists and kicks slicing through the air in a fierce exchange. The only sounds in the gym were their heavy breathing and the muffled thuds of physical impact.

Leilani was over a head shorter than Callahan. Anyone else would have been easily overpowered by his tall, imposing frame.

But her fighting style relied on agility and unpredictable angles. She darted around him with ease, turning her size into an advantage.

Like a swift swallow darting through a forest, she always managed to land a strike from the most unexpected directions.

She clearly hadn't been bluffing earlier—she really wanted to see him cry.

However, no matter how talented she was or how fast she had improved, she was still slightly outmatched by someone with Callahan's extensive professional training.

"I yield, I yield... You win, Mr. Langley."

She had burned through over two hours of energy at the gym, and being her sparring partner had taken a toll on him as well. By the time they finished, they were both starving.

He suggested taking her out to eat.

But as soon as they arrived at the restaurant, they ran into some uninvited guests.

Just as they walked through the door, a woman's overly excited voice rang out. "Callahan? What a coincidence!"

Brenda hurried over from the side, a sweet smile plastered on her face. Her eyes completely bypassed Leilani and locked onto him.

"You're eating here too? We really are meant to be, running into each other like this. Do you want to join our table?"

"I'm here with Beatty."

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