His to Claim, His to Conquer, His to Cherish

escaped my lips as I nervously crossed my arms. I was beyond ter

will la

ooring and mirrors all over a wall. Only a few people had showed up, since it's five i

e as him to keep track of me. He's never let me leave his sight, and when he

he can kiss my forehead before I fall asleep, and a mak

ckily most of the other girls were dressed like that too. I didn't

rms over my chest and watched them. A couple of girls were gossiping, but I reall

ctly friends with anyone here and I'm not very social. I've seen them

waist. I didn't have to see who it was, and I instantly relaxed. He

is quite a heavy sleeper, and takes awhile to get around. I beat him down here befor

you change." I frowned, I really didn't want to change. What's wrong with my outfit? I'm training, girls i

yer than Ju

y from my grasp and scanned everyone's faces. I'm pretty sure a fe

go easy, on them." Ryan boomed. I cringed at how loud

Were just going to watch for a minute, then I'll show you a thing or two, okay?" I nodded, but instead of really watch

the head. I turned to Ryan and scowled. "I asked you if your ready

ining, I just needed to build

standing in a fighting position. "Don't g

ove. Ryan lunged forward towards my legs knocking me to the ground. He turne

punch into his stomach, he wasn't effected. Ryan threw a punch towards my body and I

ack and I frowned. I know I was hurting

ar, and he growled. It took a moment for his to reveal his neck,

t go easy on

ogized again and again for hitting him so hard, I really didn't mean to. I had to s

p, but I growled. No one is c

even meeting his eyes. He was concentrating on the ground. After awh

ing. If he wasn't going easy than neither was I, but I felt like a complete bafoon. I don't know if he was

e the day I've woken up here he has been a pain in the ass. Always laughing at me, and being very rude when Ryan

kitchen. Throwing around frozen items I grabbed a pint of chocolate ice cream. Somehow I managed to grab that,

sweatpants clung to his body, and one hand was resting on his crot

ix. I lightly sat the ice cream where I had hit Ryan, and he sucked in a deep breath. Dro

nally spoke. "Does it still hurt? I'm really sorry, I-" he

hen rolled my eyes. He always has something like that to say, b

dness. A small smile crept onto his face, "you owe me, ya know." I furrowed my e

to ask why. "Because we got an excuse to get out of there

wing an arm around my shoulders, his fi

u need to lie down." I said licking the spoon a

nt on the table and stood to his feet. I gave him a dumbfounded look and he in turn