Storm

The sweat and blood hungry eyes were heavy in the air, as everyone expected the main even to take place.
I bandaged my hands carefully, the feeling of nausea getting more and more prominent while I was waiting for the big, bulky man at the end of the corridor to call my name.

Once finished I looked down at what I was wearing, making sure everything is in place; sure enough - my boots were securely tied to my feet, the cold material from my shorts coupled with my sports bra doing little to cool me down.

"Storm." My head whipped up at the sound of his blooming voice, the massive man looking at me expectantly, holding the door open for me to go through.

'Here goes nothing'

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With a thirst for revenge, a company waiting to be led and her undeniable attraction towards the beautiful teacher, let's just say, Aliyah has anything but a smooth road.