Training (3)

Blake was once again left on his own with nothing but his thoughts. They were the same thoughts which had been bugging him since the last two weeks. They had been gnawing away at his mind, slowly but persistently. 

What irked him more was the fact that he couldn't make sense of any of them. The mysteries which surrounded Lillian and were related to her past were only getting thicker by each passing day. 

He remembered the day vividly when he first asked her to start with some basic training. It didn't involve any fighting, yet he was left baffled from what he saw that day. 

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*FLASHBACK*

"Boss!" One of his men barged into his study without knocking at the door. 

It left Blake vexed over the lack of decorum. He had never acted out like this, then what changed today. 

"Are you craving for a punishment this bad?" Blake looked up from his laptop's screen and threw a threatening glance at the man.