Because I Love You | jenlisa (ON HOLD)

Chapter 1

LISA

The cold rain pelted me as I ran down the dark and deserted street. I put my hands above my head, hoping that I could at least save my hair but that was impossible because I could literally wash my hair with the rain. That's it with the styled hair this morning.

I stopped at a traffic light, out of breath, holding my hip with a grimace . How can it be that my whole family are such pros at sports and I can't even run a distance without dying? Have I done something wrong in life or why am I being punished for my unsportsmanlike behaviour?

"Hey, sweetie! Come on, get in. We're driving you." Suddenly a boy shouted, his car coming to a full stop in front of me. Annoyed, I looked into the car and recognized two young people who were about my age, grinning crookedly at me.

"Stick your sweetie up your ass and keep driving!" I said a little louder to the boys, and they then looked at me in surprise.

When the traffic light finally turned green for me, I calmly walked across the street in front of their car. But when these idiots suddenly honked, I was slightly startled and looked at them with wide eyes.

"Just get in and blow me, bitch!" He shouted as he stuck his ugly face out the window. I angrily balled my hands into fists and quickly blocked out everything around me. I ignored the cold rain on my skin and the bright lights from the car and I only focused on the bastard.

He definitely messed with the wrong bitch.

I quickly ran back to the sidewalk, all the while looking for something heavy or hard. And when I noticed a fat stone in the corner, I quickly picked it up and grinned broadly. Then I turned around again and hid it behind my back.

"So you want to get a blowjob? " I shouted at the boy, who suddenly looked at me confused out the window. Then he slowly nodded his head while I got closer and closer to the car and grinned wider and wider.

"Let your friend jerk you off, you bastard!" I shouted, whereupon they both looked at me in shock again. I immediately picked up the stone and threw it with all my strength against the high beam on the right side.

"Are you stupid?!" One of the idiots shouted, and I wasn't even listening to them anymore. I kicked the light with my leg and broke it completely. I grinned with satisfaction and then looked up at the boys again. One friend looked at me in shock, the other looked at me totally aggressively.

"Do you still want to be blown by me?" I asked him with a smile. He pressed his lips together angrily and opened the car door with quick movements.

"I'll kill you!" He screamed as he actually got out of the car and ran towards me.

"Fuck." I cursed quietly and blinked my eyes.

Quickly, without even batting an eyelid, I turned around and got the hell out of there straight away. While the guy screamed at me and actually chased me for a while, he ran and I held on for dear life, feeling faster than the Flash. Never in my sweet 18 years have I seen my ass run so fast.

My dad would be proud of me. I mean, if he knew why I was running so fast in the first place, then not so much. But my mom would buy me pizza from our favorite pizzeria.

When I finally got rid of that idiot. Out of breath, I knelt on the floor and held the side of my hip painfully. I felt like I had been shot. I probably looked like that too. I quickly pulled myself together and got back on my feet. Then I looked down the long street and sighed with relief when I could finally see my dad's boxing gym. I took another deep breath and then made my way there. To the hall where I have never set foot once in my life.

While my mom is a successful doctor in a hospital, my dad owns a boxing gym in Seoul. I am known as the only daughter of the well-known trainer Ryan Manoban. You didn't want to know how often people asked me if I could somehow sneak them into training. Firstly, only good boxers with a career take part in the training and no Minions. Second, as if my dad had nothing better to do than train some high school kids for me at his gym.

The reason for visiting my father in his studio today was very simple. I forgot my house keys at home and was locked out in the rain. My mum and brothers were visiting my aunt, so they couldn't open the door for me. And since my cell phone had no battery left, I couldn't call anyone anymore. My only solution was to just go to the studio and pick up the keys from my dad. He probably won't get mad at me. I had an awesome excuse.

I swallowed hard as I walked through the dark and empty parking lot to the hall. I slowly put my hand on my right arm and stroked it up and down because I was getting really cold because of the rain. But I also wore a short summer dress, which didn't give me any warmth at all.

I'm telling you. This is all because of Dean. He didn't want me to go into town with Diana today anyway and made sure that this evening would end badly for me. First of all, a quick round of pity for all the girls who have older brothers. We really deserve a round of applause.

"Dad?"

It was already half past nine, which meant that all of my father's customers had already left and he was the only one left. He always stays here until the evening and then does the paperwork. Well, that's what he once said to me when I asked him about it. Always paperwork. I always found his work interesting and wanted to come here. But of course only Dean and Sam were allowed. My other brother comes here and sometimes help him with his work.

Yup, a little bit sexist, but what can you do? They only worry about me and don't want anything to happen to me here.

"Daddy, it would be good if you said something. I'm about to piss my pants." I said into the empty hall and admired all the equipment in here.

There were punching bags, training equipment and tools everywhere that you could use to build your muscles. And in the center of the hall there was a ring. It was huge and looked pretty cool, just like in all the movies about boxing. Only in the movies the boxers are always really hot and in reality they're not like that. Sad life.

Only a small lamp illuminated the large hall, and I was afraid that some monster would come out of a corner and eat me. I wouldn't be Lalisa, if I wouldn't scream my heart out and punch him in the face.

I looked enthusiastically at a punching bag that I was just about to walk past. I looked around again to make sure no one was here. Then I looked at the punching bag again and brought my right fist wide open and then punched it with all my strength.

"Shit!" I screamed loudly and immediately held my twitching hand, which I had probably broken. That was it for fighting the monster before it can eat me.

"Who are you?"

Startled, I opened my eyes and froze in my tracks. When I heard a deep and feminine voice behind me, unwanted goosebumps formed all over my body and made my heart race.

"I'm talking to you. Who are you?!" The deep voice said again, which didn't sound nice or sweet at all. The person simply sounded with her accent, which was pretty hot by the way, like a mafia boss who was going to kill me at any moment.

I slowly dropped my slightly trembling hand and turned to the voice. And when I saw the person standing in the darkness looking at me, I had to swallow hard.

It was so huge and wide that I was scared that he could send me flying to Africa with just one push. Huge boobs and muscular body, I like totally. I shouldn't even start talking about her striking facial features, perfect lips and nose because I wouldn't be able to finish it until tomorrow. Her eyes. Her cold, pitch-black eyes made me fall into them without me being able to find an exit from them. I have never in my life found dark eyes as beautiful as hers. There was something in these that I couldn't explain. These were just so dark and emotionless, I didn't even know that this was even possible.

One thing in all: This woman could really compete with Aaron and win at the same time.

She was so damn hot.