Bound to my Enemy novel Chapter 159

Chapter 159: Chapter 159.

"Wow," Lila calls after me. "Abandoning us again."

"I’ll come back later!"

"You better!"

I hurry down the hallway with Aaron walking beside me. The closer we get to the training room, the faster my heart starts beating, because if Zane has been waiting thirty minutes already... it’s is not going to be pleasant for me.

By the time I reach the training room, I’m slightly out of breath. Not necessarily because the walk is long but because I know exactly who and wht is waiting for me inside.

Aaron opens the door for me and steps aside as I I walk in.

Zane is already on the mat...Of course he is.

He’s shirtless again, dark sweatpants hanging low on his hips, with one hand wrapped in the training tape he uses for punching drills. The heavy punching bag beside him is still swaying slightly like he’s been hitting it and hard too.

His head lifts the second he hears the door.

Those sharp, cutting eyes land on me immediately and I feel the temperature in the room drop.

"You’re late again."

No greeting... just that

I grimace slightly and step onto the mat.

"I know."

He just looks at me, waiting for an explanation maybe? Or an apology."

I sigh quietly.

"I’m sorry."

The words leave my mouth easily enough, but his expression doesn’t change.... Not even a little.

His jaw tightens slightly.

"If you’re not serious about training," he says flatly, "you should tell me, just let me know "

I blink.

"What?"

"Let me know So I can stop wasting my time."

"I have other things to do than stand here waiting for someone who can’t freaking show up on time."

A flash of irritation sparks in my chest. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"I said I was sorry."

His gaze doesn’t soften

"You’re apologizing now."

"Well yes unlike you I apologize when I’m in the wrong." I take a deep breath. "I was with the girls," I explain quickly. "Tessa, June and Lila. I haven’t seen them properly in like days and we were just talking and I simply lost track of time."

Zane exhales sharply through his nose, like that explanation doesn’t impress him and like it’s not a good enough explanation.

"Come to the mat," he says.

And just like that training starts.

I step forward, rolling my shoulders slightly to loosen up while he moves into position across from me.

He looks... different today, some how he looks tighter and Colder, lik something inside him is wound too tight.

Great.

I mutter under my breath while raising my hands.

"His hot yesterday... cold today. It’s confusing"

"What was that?" he asks sharply.

"Nothing."

We circle each other and he attacks first and his fast with it. His hand shoots forward in a controlled strike and I barely block it in time.

The impact rattles my arm.

"You are too Slow," he says.

My teeth clench as he moves again, then he hits another strike.... Then another, each one quick and precise, forcing me to react faster than I’m comfortable with.

I dodge the third one and step back.

"Are you even trying at all? Put in some effort at least" he asks.

Oh?. That’s what what we are doing today ? Apparently that’s what We’re doing this today.

"Maybe you’re just moving too fast for your own stupid ego," I snap back.

His mouth twitches but it’s not not in amusement.

"Your stance is weak. Fix that."

He taps my leg with his foot.

"You ar off balance."

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