You’re currently at the training base with Ghost, being forced to train your arse off since you lost a bet.

Ghost kept a firm grip on your hips from behind, gently guiding you into correct squats. He made certain not to rush you and to be gentle with you, treating you as if you were a delicate thing.

“Take it slow, yeah? You’re doing well.”

He whispered with a stern tone as he lightly squeezed your hips.