I turn on loud hardstyle rap music and go on punching the bag.
First my right hand then left and that faster and stronger until te bag just falls.
i punched a little to hard...
i hear some noises and see the boys standing in the doorway. River, anthonio, Charles, pagolo and Pietro.
i grab the bag and lift it up on the ceiling.
"jez amora you have been working out didn't you?" Pietro says.
"yeah of course why?" i say turning the volume down the soundbox.
"well that bag is 60KG maybe even more." River says.
Pietro nods in agreement.
"well its light for me to lift up. So are you guys gonna workout too or can i have my moment?" i say.
they raise their hands and walk away but River stays of course.
i don't look at him and give the bag a hard punch.
he walks over to me while i pinch the bag. i stop when he is standing next to me with his arms crossed.
"look I'm sorry I snapped at you." i say giving another punch while he holds the bag.
"it's fine darling i get it why you're angry." he says.
"sure." i mumble and give another hard punch.
"i heard that...and of course i don't completely get it but i'm trying."he says.
i just nod and continue punching the bag.
After a lot of punching the bag and he did a couple of times went both went upstairs.
we enter his room and he begin to undress himself to shower.
"we can shower together if you want?" he ask looking at me.
i look at him sort of shocked.
"kidding no need for that...yet." he said the last word with a wink.
it immediately got hotter.
he walked into the bathroom and turned of the shower.
i just sit on the bed on my phone.
"hey darling?" he ask while i'm still on his bed and he is showering.
"yes?" i say scrolling trough tiktok.
"did you ever get a weird dream? about me? or anyone else?" he ask.
my eyes turn big and pause my tiktok.
"u-uhm n-no no why'd you ask?" i say sort of hoping he is not noticing hoe nervous i am.
"oh no nothing just asking." he says.
"w-what about you? did you ever have a dream about me?" i ask sort of not hoping for an answer.
"of course i have. like about a date that we had or something. or other things.." he said the last thing a bit with an cough.
suspicious.
i can't say anything so....
"so you did like never had a dream about me?" he ask walking put of the bathroom standing still on the edge of the bed.
"uhm..." i say hut as i look up from my phone i see him just in a towel and another towel in his hand for him to dry his hair.
i know i've seen him like this before but from a bit far away is he even hotter.
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Tired of fighting
Action*NOT FINISHED* I'm tired of fighting...... AMORA!" My uncle yells while i'm trying to open my eyes. I'm sitting in a the corner of the house with head in between my legs like a ball. He is beating me up. I'm feeling pain everywhere. He is kicking m...
