Chapter 4 ~ A Plexus of Lust

                                    

                                          
I woke up to snow outside my windows. I would be happy if it weren't for my shivering body. This place has almost no heating. I throw my robe on over top of my pajamas and head downstairs.
There is an unfamiliar silence in the penthouse. I look outside to find the roads still white. I quickly read in the news that the blizzard happened without any warning, and majority of the plows are snowed in. 
As I get out a mug to prepare myself a hot coffee, I hear footsteps echo the stairway. Amir greets me in the kitchen. He is wearing heavy of pajamas too.
"Why is it so damn cold here?!"
"Cause the power is off?"
I take a look at my dark surroundings. The natural light is misleading.
"Oh..." 
"It should be fixed in a few hours. The entire block is out." 
"What the hell am I supposed to do? I can't even light a fire."
Amir sighs a bit.
"Well it's days like these that we usually do training. You're welcome to join us if you'd like."
"Why the hesitation?" I smirk.
"It just gets a bit rough in there. One time Carlo came out with a broken arm."
My face lights with glee. 
"Hell yeah I want to break his arm!" 
Amir smiles. That's the second time I've made him do that.
"Go get ready then. They are already in the gym."
I hit Amir's shoulder as I run past to my room. 
I haven't boxed anyone in years, but I used to practice with my father. He taught me all sorts of tricks, especially going against a male opponent. 
Maybe he knew I would be in this position one day.
I change into tight leggings and a baggy crew neck. I usually would wear only a sports bra, but this cold air shows my nipples off through the thick fabric. 
I walk down the hallway to the personal gym. Amir is waiting at the end. He is in a red tank top that fits to his abs perfectly. If Amir looks like this, I'm scared for what Valen looks like.
We enter the room, and everyone turns to us.
I'm disappointed to see Valen in a hoodie, though I understand in this temperature. His hair is messier than usual too. My eyes travel to his sweatpants that show the outline of his bulge.
I have to look away quickly before someone sees me.
"Hey piccola." Valen says to me, grunting as he lifts the weight.
I look around at the equipment. There is a treadmill, but what interests me is the smaller boxing ring. There are red and blue gloves are hung from the rope.
"I think she wants to fight." Carlo smirks.
Now is my chance.
"Only if you go easy on me!" I say, fluttering my eyelashes at him.
He puts down his weights and starts to put on the gloves. I do the same, and we both climb in the ring.
Amir comes over to coach me.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" He asks.
I just smile.
Coda also drops what he's doing to stand behind Carlo. I can see Valen watching from the bench press.