Chapter 4 - The Takedown

Evelyn moved with explosive, blinding, cinematic speed.
Before Derek’s brain could even register that she had moved, Evelyn completely bypassed his sheer muscle mass using flawless, lethal leverage. She violently pivoted her hips, grabbing his wrist with her free hand, and stepped deeply into his personal space.
With a single, fluid, terrifyingly powerful motion, Evelyn executed a perfect judo throw.
SLAM.
The sound of Derek’s massive, two-hundred-pound body crashing against the hard wooden patio deck echoed like a gunshot through the suburban backyard.
Derek gasped, all the air violently knocked from his lungs. His eyes rolled back in shock.
But Evelyn wasn't finished.
Before Derek could even groan, Evelyn dropped her weight directly onto his chest. In less than a fraction of a second, she isolated his right arm, wrapping her legs tightly around his shoulder, completely locking him into a devastating, inescapable armbar.
She didn't break the bone, but she applied exactly enough agonizing pressure to make him realize she could snap it like a dry twig with a single twitch of her hips.
Derek let out a horrific, high-pitched scream of pure, unadulterated agony, his legs thrashing desperately against the wooden deck.
"Tap out!" Ryan yelled, rushing forward. "Derek, tap out right now!"
Derek frantically slapped his free hand against the patio deck, weeping pathetically, his arrogant, toxic mask completely shattered into a million pieces.
"I yield! I yield!" Derek sobbed hysterically, completely humiliated in front of forty guests.
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Evelyn didn't let go immediately. She leaned in, her wet hair dripping onto his terrified face.
👉 What dark secret is Evelyn about to expose while pinning him to the ground?