Hardin's POV“You need to trust me and allow Jim to train you. He is the best at it.” I said, and she heaved a sigh, patting her hair to the back as she remained quiet. I waited anxiously for her to talk, but she didn't, and the silence began to grow longer. I cleared my throat, but she did not seem to want to talk to me at the moment.“Freda say something,” I said, and she tilted her head to look at me, heaving a sigh before talking. “What do you want me to say?” She asked in a low tone, and I forced out a breath. I did not like the way that she was being stubborn about the whole issue. If only she knew that I was doing all these in her interest. She would have agreed a long time ago.“I am not pleading with you, neither am I asking you for permission. I am telling you now that Jim is going to be your trainer, and you don't have a choice about it.” I said with finality in my tone, and she cleared her through slightly to talk.“I know that you don't care about me. You have never care
Freda's POV I woke up feeling a bit relieved as I sat up on the bed. I yawned, stretching my arms as I stood up from bed, exhaling rapidly. My eyes went hazy for a moment before I started to see clearly. “Training!” I whispered as soon as I remembered that I was training myself against a death match. I hurried and walked into the bathroom to freshen up and get ready for the training. In no time, I was done bathing and I came out of the bathroom. I quickly wore my training kit and dashed out of the room to the training center.I arrived at the training center and began my training. My mind wandered off to the last training session I had with Shelby that led to a fight, and I paused, trying to shake the thought off my mind. I continued my training as I was determined to be strong and powerful. Suddenly, I started to hear some footsteps approaching, and I stopped, tilting my head to look at who was coming. My gaze suddenly fell on Hardin as he walked slowly towards me, with his hands he
Freda's POVI woke up abruptly to the loud clap that I heard approaching me. I tilted my head from side to side as I tried to be familiar with where I was, and then I suddenly remembered that I was not in Hardin's mansion anymore but Jim's. My gaze suddenly fell on Jim, as he was already dressed in his training kit. “It's six in the morning. Can't we start by eight?” I asked in my groggy voice, but he only chuckled before he replied.“That's the first lesson I want you to learn. You have to be ready to leave your comfort zone and push your limit a little further.” He said, and I rested my head on the pillow. I yawned as I thought of how my room was back in Hardin's mansion. It was the first time sleeping on another bed other than my bed or Hardin's, and it felt so strange.“Get up. Get up. Get up.” He said as he tapped me rapidly and I jolted. I stood up reluctantly from the bed and walked to the bathroom to freshen up. “I will give you five minutes. I told you it's going to get int
Hardin's POVAs I settled into the cozy chair near the window, I carefully positioned my telescope, ensuring that it remained hidden from Freda's sight. Watching her train discreetly had become a ritual for me, a way to witness her growth without intruding on her journey.Freda had always been determined to prove herself and to show me that she was capable of defending herself. It was this drive that led me to send her to my brother Jim for training. As much as I wanted to be the one to guide her, my demanding work schedule left me with little time to spare.Through the lens of the telescope, I marveled at Freda's dedication. Her movements were swift and precise, a testament to the hours she had spent honing her skills. Each swing of her weapon, each defensive maneuver, spoke volumes about her determination and passion.As I watched her, a mix of emotions swirled within me. Pride welled up in my chest, knowing that she was taking charge of her destiny. But there was also a tinge of sa
Hardin’s POVI jumped out of my chair and rallied my men. We hopped into my car and raced over to my brother's house, which was just around the corner. I had booked that apartment just to keep a close eye on Freda, so no harm would come to her.When we pulled up, I told my men to hang tight outside while I snuck in through the back door. I didn't want Freda to catch wind of my arrival. I made my way to my brother's room and plopped down on the couch, waiting for him to show up. The tension in the air was thick, and my heart was pounding in my chest.As I sat there, my mind raced with a mix of emotions. Anger still burned within me, Finally, I heard the door creak open, and Jim stepped into the room. Our eyes locked, and at that moment a pang of anger washed over me.As Jim stood there, frozen, I could feel the fire burning inside me. My blood boiled with a mix of frustration, Every fiber of my being screamed with rage. I clenched my fists, feeling the tension in my muscles.“What the
Freda's POVAs I was practicing the new move Jim taught me, I could feel his gaze on me. I couldn't tell if he was interested in my fighting skills or if he just enjoyed watching me. But one thing I know for sure is that he's much friendlier than Hardin. But then, my mind swayed to Hardin. I couldn't help but wonder what he was up to at that very moment. Was he thinking about me or was he with Shelby? The mere thought of them being together ignited a fire of anger within me. Lost in my thoughts and emotions, I didn't notice my strength. In a fit of frustration and distraction, I accidentally hit my hand and felt a sharp pain shoot through me. The impact took me by surprise, and I winced in agony.My hand throbbed with every heartbeat, a reminder of the physical pain I had caused myself. But the pain in my hand paled in comparison to the tumultuous storm of emotions raging within me. Anger, jealousy, and hurt intertwined, creating a tangled web of emotions that threatened to consume
Freda's POVAs I slipped into the beautiful red dress that Jim had sent me, a wave of excitement washed over me. It was a stark contrast to the short and revealing dresses that Hardin used to make me wear. This dress was different, it was elegant and classy, and it made me feel like a true queen.As I stood in front of the mirror, the dress hugged my curves in all the right places. The vibrant red color complemented my skin tone, making me feel radiant and confident. I couldn't help but twirl around, admiring how the fabric swirled gracefully with each movement.Applying a touch of makeup, I wanted to enhance my natural features without overdoing it. I opted for a soft, smoky eye and a subtle pink lip. I wanted to look like the best version of myself, not for Jim, but for myself.With my hair pulled back into a sleek bun, I felt a sense of sophistication and poise. It was a departure from the tousled, carefree look that Hardin preferred.As I took one last glance in the mirror, I coul
Freda’s POVAs Jim leaned in, his lips dangerously close to mine, a surge of adrenaline coursed through my veins. In that split second, I couldn't ignore the overwhelming sense of betrayal. How could he, knowing the connection between me and his brother, attempt to cross such boundaries?Without a second thought, I mustered every ounce of strength within me and forcefully pushed him away. The shock on his face mirrored the disbelief in my own. I wasted no time, swiftly opening the car door and fleeing from that suffocating space.My heart pounded in my chest, the sound echoing in my ears as I sprinted towards the safety of my room. The door swung shut behind me, providing a physical barrier against the outside world. I leaned against it, my back pressed firmly against the wood as if seeking solace and protection.Emotions swirled within me, a tempest of anger, confusion, and hurt. How could someone I thought I could trust so callously disregard my boundaries? The weight of his actions