Chaos & Class

I live to fight. Right now, I need money and I’ll do anything to get it. Because one thing consumes me. A secret. It drives me forward in spite of the pain. Revenge. I like order. That’s why I’m called Chaos. In the MMA world, I can create order out of a hot mess. She doesn’t care for the MMA world. Or me. She’s a rich man’s daughter. She thinks she has me fooled with her glasses and her tailored tweed. What she can’t know is that I see her better than most. She wants to escape her gilded cage. And I’m going to help her fly.