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I turned around, crossing my arms in front of me and giving Soren a silent order to join me.
She rolled her eyes for the second time in a short span, and it made my dick twitch seeing her attitude come out. It meant she still had fight left in there.
Good.
“Have you ever watched boxing on television? Or know anything about martial arts?” I asked as she made her way to join me in the middle of the mat.
“No,” she said simply, no explanation needed on her end.
“Well, you’re going to learn today,” I said, putting my hands up in front of her, punching mitts ready, bending my knees and getting into position.
“I want you to punch my hands as hard as you can,” I said, no room for argument. But I knew she would anyway.
“Why?” She asked, still unsure why I’d brought her here.
“I want to see your form,” I replied.
“Why?” She asked again, like a curious toddler.
I lowered my hands, moving towards her and gently grabbing her shoulders, looking her squarely in the eyes.
“I know who your husband is, Soren. I know what kind of man he can be behind closed doors. It’s not hard to infer from those bruises littering your skin. When you go home, I don’t want to know I did nothing to help you protect yourself from being thrown around like a rag doll,” I explained, not sugar coating my words.
I saw her resolve slip, just a moment before I saw her get downright pissed. But I had a feeling it wasn't me—it was at her circumstances.
Good. Get mad baby girl. Keep that fight alive.
“Fuck!”I yelled, nursing my sore jaw.
I hadn’t realized taking it upon myself to teach Soren some self defense tactics would result in me getting my ass kicked numerous times. I knew I’d been wrong to underestimate her and her strength, and she was proving that to me now.
“Oops,” Soren shrugged her shoulders and gave me a look of fake sympathy before she laughed. She’s really opened up to me in the last two weeks that she’d been here, which surprised me. But maybe knowing she could defend herself made her feel more comfortable, and knowing that I had no plans to bring her harm.
She was invading my thoughts even stronger than she had been before, and most times they were completely innocent.
But seeing her panting and with sweat pouring down her body, clad in a sports bra and little shorts was enough to make me consider letting those darker, dirtier thoughts turn into a reality.
“You’re going to think oops in a second when I put you on your back,” I teased, and I watched Soren’s face drop and realized how that sounded.
“Hands up,” I ordered, trying to distract us both from my comment. We both circled one another, arms raised in front of our faces for protection and anticipating each other’s moves. Soren took a step and swung, but I dodged it easily, and the one she threw after that as well.
She yelped as I grabbed her arm and brought her in a headlock when she tried to throw another punch. Her back wasto my front, and I wanted to groan at how good her body felt against mine, and how perfectly she fit against me.
It didn’t help that she was rubbing her ass on my already hardening cock, whether she realized it or not.
A pain in my arm broke my thoughts, and I looked down to see her biting my arm to get free.
“Shit!” I yelled, letting her go and spinning her away from my body. I was letting myself get in far too deep with this girl, and I had to stop letting my dick control my thoughts about her.
There was no version of this story where things ended up working out in my favor, and that included Soren.
“That’s it for today,” I snarled, before leaving her standing there with a shocked expression on her face, and took a very long and cold shower.
12
SOREN
“Mrs. Peirano?”Astrid’s familiar voice came from the doorway of the library, as warm as always.
