He stared down as you attempted to catch your breath while lying on your back. “Get up,” Lucci’s tone commanded, which earned him a groan from you, narrowing your eyes at him.

“What’s even the point of this?” raising a brow before he forced you to your feet once more, nearly colliding into his chest. Instead of answering your question, he positioned your body to a fighting stance.

Staring you down with a look of indifference, he stated, “You need to learn self-defence so that you can protect yourself.”

Then he took on a fight stance, “Since I won’t always be there to rescue you.”