Chapter 15: Enmity till Death

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Winter Blackburn

"No." I mumbled.

His left brow raised in confusion.

"The hell?"

I rolled my eyes at him.

"I said, No."

His eyes turned dark as he strides to me.

"Refusing is not an option."

"You don't tell me what to do, Swift."

"I have every right to tell you what to do."

"To me, you're not someone important for that matter."

"Your opinion doesn't count. Blackburn."

The way he said my last name really gives me shivers.

"Whatever. I'm out." I say, turning around.

"You're afraid that I'll beat you." He whispers but enough for me to hear.

"Flattering yourself and insulting me won't work." I smirk before turning to him.

"Oh. Here."

Instead of passing the ball at him, I raised my hands up, aimed the ball, jumped, and shoot. The sound of the ball entering the net distinguished just how perfect the shot was.

"Deal with it." I declared before leaving him staring on my back.

He says I don't tell him what to do yet he orders me around and does the same. What kind of bull crap is this?  I'm out of this shit hole.

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"You should stop working out this often. Your arms might turn into a man's." I hear Gion's voice say, his arms folded and his back leaning against the door.

"Leave." I murmured, currently lying on my back while lifting a large barbell with two hands.

He didn't listen but kept on watching me so I groaned.

"I'm not in the mood for having a staring contest, Gion. As much as I like looking into your emerald eyes, I'm pretty busy." I say again, a bit panting.

"(Sigh). What did you find in Summer's drawers?" He finally asked.

Raising my eyebrows, I gave him a glance but kept lifting the weights with both of my arms stretching up and down.

"What's it to you?" I snapped, looking at the ceiling.

"I want to know why you burst into one of the boys' dormitory after entering her room."

I groaned again. Autumn must have told him.

"It's none of your concern. Just leave."

When he kept silent, I momentarily sighed, placed the barbell back to its place, and sat up from my lying position.

"I usually have my space when I do gym, and I'm not starting to allow anyone disturb me like this." I said in a harsh tone.

"Just answer my question."

I rolled my eyes and grabbed the towel near me before wiping my sweat.

"It's nothing that concerns you nor the mafia and I refuse to speak about my personal life. Especially to strangers who work for my enemy." In a harsh tone, I managed to make him shut up.

I stand from my seat, grabbed my coat and walked past him. Giving him my cold shoulder is an understatement because in the first place, I never knew him.

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