25-year-old Lyra loves to dance and hang out with her best friend, who is more like a sister. Lyra's world is turned upside down when she is taken hostage. Soon Lyra discovers she is drawn to one of the Russian men who took her and fights it, knowin...
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As the day pass, I become more and more exhausted. The training becomes more intense, and I have to show power around my father and his guards.
Viktor refuses to tell me what the plan is, and I'm getting nervous. The sun shines bright as I'm fighting against Viktor. The cool breeze in the air is the only relief I have at the moment.
I spin and kick, but he is too quick for me, catching my leg and tossing me to the ground. I groan, taking his hand to get up. I wipe the sweat off of my forehead and pull my hair tie tighter before getting back in my stance.
He steps forward with his left foot, and I immediately doge his swing from his right hand. I kick the back of his leg, bringing my self on top of him, smiling.
"Good, you learn quick," he says, flipping up around, but "never let your guard down until you know your opponents out," he looks at me with a smirk as my smile vanishes.
I growl with a curse and punch him in the face taking him by surprise. I quickly got back to my feet before he recovers.
I smirk, looking down at him, flickering my lashes. "What was that?" I ask, putting my hand to my ear. He jumps to his feet and kicks my feet out from under me.
I land on my ass, then roll my self out of the way, then jump to my feet and punch him in the stomach.
He chuckles," You want to play princess?" Let's play. "Oh, shit," I say. My eyes widen, and I try to dodge his attack, but it lands on my side, hurting like a bitch even with gloves on.
Thankfully I wasn't nocked down and can recover quickly as I tackle him to the ground. With grace, I move my self under him and my arms around his neck in a chock hold, pulling as tightly as I can.
"Ah, fuck, I mumble losing my breath and letting ago as he elbows me in the stomach. Viktor gets up, and so do I stepping away from him.
I start to bounce on the ball of my feet, hoping he won't anticipate my next move. Viktor starts to move around me. So I do the same moving around him while bouncing on my toes.
I hold my red gloves up, thankful for the light grey shorts and sports bra to let my body breath the fresh air.
Thunder rolls as dark clods covers us. I stop looking at the sky. Whoosh, Thud, the air is knocked from me as I land on the ground with Viktor on top of me yet again. I lift my leg, hitting his balls and then punch him, knocking him to the ground.
Rain lands on me one at a time, slowly coming down. Viktor doesn't wait to attack me with a punch to face. I slip and fall to the ground. This time he don't give me room to do anything, getting behind me. His arm around my throat, and my arms pulled back behind me.
