Chapter 60. A Sincere Warning

Hermione

I watched Rolan throw punches at the punching bag, his thick muscles flexing at each move. The sight of it was not just enthralling but erotic as well.

Suddenly, I wanted to trail my fingers around his muscles and have a feel of it. I shook my head vehemently, knowing that I could touch him any time I wanted, I just had to ask.

My throat began to itch, causing me to cough out loud and disrupt Rolan's training session. Yes, he was training right now and instead of me relaxing in his bedroom, I decided to join him because I wanted to win the competition at all costs.

He took a break and turned towards me, the source of my distraction and allowed a little smile creep up his face. "You are here. Aren't you supposed to be resting?" He asked, closing the distance between us while caressing my bare arm.

"I'm tired of sleeping on the bed all alone, besides, I'm supposed to be preparing for the competition." I rep