Chapter 3

"Hanging up on people is rude you know." I said walking into his office.

"And do I care?" He kept writing something on the paper in front of him. "No." He didn't even look up to see who I was or anything.

"Well you should care, especially since we will be spending lots and lots of time together." I answered back, sitting down in the chair in front of him. I placed my bag on the chair next to it and took off my jacket, placing on the chair I was sitting in.

He looked up at me and I almost lost my breath. He had beautiful light brown eyes that were hard as if he never smiled. His dirty blonde hair was slicked back, but had a little fluff to it. His jawline, oh mercy don't get me started on his jawline. My eyes traveled from his face to his muscular arms poking out from that black shirt he was wearing. His arms were decorated in tattoos, making him even sexier. Why did he have to be so mouthwatering, it would be easier to hate him if he wasn't so good looking.

"Excuse me?" he asked, his voice breaking me out of my trance-like state. I shook my head to clear it and stared at him, confused.

"Excuse you what?" He placed the pen that he was writing with down and clasped his hand together.

"Did you just say that we will be spending time together?" he asked me, looking at me like I was as dumb as a doornail. I shifted nervously, suddenly not as confident as I was when I walked in.

"Uh, yea." I answered, giving him a little smile. He just stared at me with an emotionless expression.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Mileyna Williams. I'm the person that was assigned to you so that you could train me." I said excitingly, sticking out my hand to shake his. He cocked his head and knitted his eyebrows.

"What?!" he yelled, getting out of his chair abruptly. I stood up with him and tried to calm him down as he made his way out of his office.

"Wait you didn't know? Mr. Smith told me that I was gonna train with you, and you were gonna teach me and that I had to pass and tha-" I rambled and didn't realize Justin stopped until I bumped into his muscular back.

"Oof, sorry." I rubbed my throbbing nose. He faced me and looked down on me, glaring.

"Leonard Smith told you that I was going to train you?" he asked me, gritting his teeth. I just nodded, afraid of saying the wrong thing again. He chuckled humorlessly to himself and walked in the kitchen to the cordless phone in the wall. I followed him and stood by the counter, not wanting to be that close to him.

I watched as he dialed a number and held the phone up to his ear. I took this time to check him out a bit. He had one arm folded in the other so his bicep was really poking, showing how strong he was. His legs were long and nice and I was guessing that he was around 6'0 tall. Perfect for my 5'8 height. I was tall for a girl and needed a guy that was at least 6'0 tall. What am I saying, Justin isn't mine. Ugh. I needed to really stop thinking of him.

"Why would you do that? You know I stopped training these kids two years ago because of," Kids? Really? I thought as he glanced at me. "Well you know why." He paused to let Mr. Smith talked and I saw him getting angrier by the second.

"You want me to train her for how long? Are you out of your mind?! No, no I'm not doing it. Find someone else." He was about to hang up, but something Mr. Smith said made him reconsider. He closed his eyes and sighed, shaking his head.

"Fine, I will do this once, just for you. Yea yea whatever." He slammed the phone back on the wall and held it there for a second, his eyes still closed. I was still by the counter taking this all in. Now I was just waiting for his reaction. He opened his eyes and looked my way. Correction, glared my way.

I held my hands up in defense.

"Hey, don't look at me like that. I didn't ask to be in this position. It's not my fault."

"Oh, but it is. If you would've passed the last damn test like other normal people, I wouldn't be stuck teaching you all the way from the beginning. Basics. How dumb do you have to be to not pass basics?" he shook his head and rolled his eyes. Ouch. That one hurt.

"You're such a fucking dick. Is that why you're still single?" I smiled as his face hardened. He stalked towards me and gripped the countertops on each side of me.

"I would watch my mouth if I were you. I don't have a lot of patience." he warned me, staring hard into my eyes.

I stood up on my tippy toes and placed my mouth by his ear.

"Bite me," I whispered, looking back at him with a smirk on my face. He slipped one arm around my waist and pulled me to his body, catching me off guard. I placed my hands on his chest, feeling the muscles move as he shifted.

"Don't tempt me, I just might." he whispered back, his eyes raking my body up and down. Electric shock ran down my body, heating up my core. I tried to nonchalantly cross my legs to stop the throbbing sensation down there without him noticing.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly as he noticed what I did. I pushed him away from me and smoothed down the front of my shirt.

"When do I start my training?" I asked him, changing the subject. He started walking back to his office and I rolled my eyes, following him.

He sat back down at his desk and started writing, totally ignoring my question. I slammed my hands on his desk.

"Um hello! I know you heard me." I said, irritation creeping in my voice.

"We start first thing tomorrow. Be here at 5am." What the fuck.

"5am? Are you kidding me?" He kept on writing.

"Nope, be here at 5. And if you're late, I won't train you. Now leave my office." He gestured to the door without looking up from his papers. I shook my head and grabbed my jacket and purse.

I left his house and drove back to my apartment. Once I was inside my cozy apartment, I went to my room dropped everything on the floor and set my alarm for 4:15 a.m. I crawled in bed and pulled the covers over my head, falling asleep in no time.

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