Chapter 8

Aurora

I was sitting in my room doing nothing. Well, actually I was brewing up a plan to get out of here. I have to gain all of their trust, so it is a little easy for me to escape. Since I had pretty much nothing else to do at the time, I thought why not go and workout for a little.

I headed for the gym. It was pretty nice with all the machinery and, oh! The punching bag. How much I love punching and kicking people's ass. I could definitely use this for the time being.

I pulled my shirt over my head, which only left me in my sports bra and a booty shorts I had been wearing earlier. With a deep breath, I started punching the hell out of the bag, assuming it was the person who killed my mother, along with a few kicks at intervals. I was nowhere done when I felt a presence at a safe distance behind me. I whipped my head to see Alexander standing in the doorway, digging holes in my body with his piercing gaze. I could see he was admiring my body. I mentally smirked. I raised an eyebrow