Harper Williams has never been one to follow the rules, so it's no surprise she lands herself in a court-ordered delinquent bootcamp for two years trapped under Lieutenant Assholes ruling.
He's unapproachable, unattainable and fucking hot. Rumour h...
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I was ridiculously warm and comfortable and I could feel myself smiling like an idiot. Slowly I pulled my heavy eyelids open and blinked in my surroundings.
Axel slept beside me, his long eye lashes fluttered with his dreams. I poked his cheek and he pouted cutely so I poked it again and he slapped himself, opening his eyes wide.
"Ow." He complained, looking at me like I was the one who hit him.
"I'm in your bed." I stated the obvious.
"Shh, the alarm hasn't gone off." He rolled me over and threw his arm over me, pulling my body in close to his. I closed my eyes, unable to remove the stupid grin from my face.
There was a knock at his door and I felt his whole body freeze. He removed his arm and sat up, I rolled over to face him and he shot a worrying glance at me.
His lean finger placed over his lips, shushing me, then he grabbed hold of my hand and pulled me out of bed, dragging me to the door without saying a single word.
I shivered with the coldness, only wearing last nights grey sweat-shorts and a T-shirt. He opened the door after positioning me behind it.
"Commander, sir?" Axel questioned. I remained silent except for the pounding in my own heart.
He calls his dad 'sir' even when they are alone?
"I'm here for a progress report on your recruits." His voice sounded harsh and intimidating, it made my blood run cold.
"Right now, sir?" Axel's voice seemed shaky, I could almost hear the fear.
"We're at the halfway mark to the fitness test. Are they ready for it?" His father asked sternly, using his professional voice.
"Most are I believe." Axel replied.
"Most?" He shouted aggressively making me flinch even though I was hidden behind the door.
"If I were running this field they would all be ready to do it three times over, no complaints. This just will not do. Focus on the stronger ones. We will cart the weaker ones off to the judge, they're not making a mockery out of my boot camp just because the Lieutenant is an embarrassment."
"Sir, I have hundreds of recruits under my wing, nobody has given me a valid enough reason to send them away. I would need need to follow correct protocol, three disciplinaries."
"Then you force them into acting up, give us a reason to cart them off."
Jesus, that's a bit harsh.
"Forgive me commander, sir, but some of the recruits have young children or sick family members. Bootcamp might not be total freedom but they can talk to their family on the phone whenever they want, they have access to lawyers of their choosing and meet with them freely. For some of the recruits, bootcamp is a better mental fit for them.
