When They Beg I Rise (Lemira) novel Chapter 332

If it hadn't been for his own voice breaking the silence, it's likely nobody would have even noticed he was there.

Lemira couldn't hide her surprise, "What are you doing here?"

"Didn't I tell you last night?"

He turned slightly, a teasing gleam in his eyes.

Lemira caught on to what he meant. Oh, this guy!

Orion walked towards her, dressed in sweatpants and a hoodie, the epitome of casual.

Lemira pieced it together: "You arranged for the coach?"

"It doesn't matter."

"How does it not matter?"

Orion jumped onto the boxing ring, slipping on his gloves. "Wanna spar for a bit?"

Lemira looked at him, suddenly itching to land a few punches on that handsome face!

She stepped in too: "Sure, have you ever sparred before?"

"Just messed around a few times."

"Perfect, so you can't say I was picking on you later. The coach says I've got a knack for this."

Lemira put on her gloves, all eager and ready. Knocking him down would surely feel satisfying.

Orion stepped forward: "Come on."

Lemira launched into attack, but Orion dodged smoothly.

She began to take it seriously, but couldn't land a hit. It was as if he could predict her every move.

Impossible!

Orion's gaze darkened: "Focus. I'm starting for real now."

He's starting now?

Before Lemira could react, a punch sent her tumbling to the ground.

Frustrated but determined, Lemira fought back with all her might, her strength certainly an advantage.

Yet, she still found herself outmatched, practically panting like a dog, while he seemed to be having an easy time!

By the time Orion had her pinned down for the last time, she gave up struggling.

"So tired... Orion, you sure you've only 'messed around' a few times?"