Chapter 112

RUNE…

"If you fight half as aggressively as you do in bed, you'll have me on my back," he murmured, so only she heard.

Kyra chuckled, flexing her fingers and rounded her fist, ready for her first strike.

He understood why everyone in the training room appeared uninterested in their sparring matches, unlike their enthusiasm during Don and the consigliere's sessions.

They all knew that he always ended up on the floor with this bodyguard.

Kyra was strong and quick, with an incredibly lethal endurance; she was notoriously known among the other soldiers. Most avoided her like a plague; being one of her challengers and ending up beaten wasn't a flex.

However, with him, it was one. He knew how to get under her skin, so she drew blood from him, and somehow, the harder she hit, the more significant his achievement.

But lately, he was having none of that. Instead, there was a woman who had treated his wounds and even stayed the night when he wanted he