Training

"There's a bathroom behind that black door. Change into these." He hurled a pair of black pants with knee padding and a short sleeve leather vest at my head.

I angrily snatched them off of my face. "Where are we?!"

"Your training room." He turned to face me. "And the place where you'll be staying at for the next few days."

"What?! I didn't agree to this as training!"

"Listen here. This is how I do things. So, do you want me to train you or not?" His face dropped into a merciless expression.

"I..I do." I frowned, holding up the outfit in my hands with defeat.

"Then get serious. Because the moment you start there's no going back." He ordered."Fine. I am serious." There's no way I was going to back away now. That would just prove to him I'm weak. And that was the last thing I wanted to do.

No matter what, I won't give in to him.

But that was easier said than done. I truly had no idea what was awaiting me.