Sentenced to Marriage by MadlainQ

Self-defense “Now, let’s get started, shall we?”

The demonic grin on Aren’s face wasn’t encouraging at all. I responded with a slight nod. Even though I was the one who suggested learning self-defense from Aren, I was beginning to regret that decision more by the second. “You should warm up first,” he said, taking my hand and leading me to the center of the mats. We did a bit of stretching, which I found close to unbearable, and it wasn’t because of my stiff body. Every single ounce of my willpower was aimed at restraining myself from looking at Aren’s body. It’s been two days since we hadn’t slept together, and I was starting to behave like a junky at the beginning of rehab. I whimpered inwardly and bit my lip when he wasn’t looking, but I could proudly say that I managed to keep my serious face throughout the warm up. Unfortunately, my struggle had barely begun. “My, let’s start with something easy,” Aren said, standing some distance in front of me. “I will attack you, and you will try to defend yourself.” “Right…” I laughed nervously. “How do I do that?”

Aren scanned me from head to toe, and I didn’t miss the fact that he paid extra attention to my hips and breasts. “First of all, stand up straight. When I come near you, your instinct will tell you to step back, and that is what you need to do.” I raised one eyebrow at him. First of all, no living woman on the face of the Earth would ever step back seeing Aren Lan try to approach her, but let’s imagine otherwise. I put my one leg back, concentrating on maintaining balance. “Good.” He nodded. “Now, let’s get to the actual attack. I will grab your shoulders and you will try to release yourself.” I smiled wryly at him. “You are a foot taller than I am, and you are much stronger…” “It doesn’t matter,” he assured. “If your attacker wants to grab you, even if he is really tall, he will have to lean down to do it, and then you can defend yourself. All you need to do is to cross your arms and push your arms up using your elbows to release yourself from the attacker’s grip. Then you need to slap his ears to stun him, kick him in the groins, stomach, or whatever, and run.”

I blinked my eyes at him. He made it sound so easy, but my motion skills on the scale from one to ten were like… minus four. Not to mention that my focus decreased proportionally to his closeness.

“Let’s start. I’m going to grab your shoulders,” he said as he stepped toward me. I gulped, trying to hectically process his instruction, but my tries all failed miserably as he grabbed my arms and looked dangerously into my eyes. My mind went blank. “You were supposed to defend yourself, not wait until I hurt you.” He chuckled, not knowing that to me, his words had a slightly different meaning.

“Let’s try again,” I squeezed through my teeth before taking a deep breath. He grabbed my shoulders. I crossed my arms just like he told me and pushed my arms up, forcing him to release me. “I did it!” I shouted merrily.

He nodded. “Yes, but you need to hit my ears so I can be disoriented for a few seconds, and then kick me.”

“That’s absurd. I cannot reach your ears. You are way too tall,” I protested, crossing my arms. “Cora, don’t make excuses-think!” He frowned. “If you think that I am too tall, then attack me before I stand up straight. You need to move fast if you want to defend yourself and escape.

I hated the fact that he was right. I had never been a fan of exercise, but it was time to admit that I needed to put a few workouts into my weekly schedule. I took a deep breath and tried one more time, and this time, I managed to hit him. Of course, he blocked my kick before I reached his balls, but for the first time, I followed his instructions and executed them well. I had to say that I was proud of myself. “Again!” he shouted, as I thought that I could finally take a break He was relentless, forcing my muscles to stretch and my body to apply more strength as his grip became more powerful and his attacks faster. After performing the same movements for the tenth time, I was panting as if I was about to die, and he stood in front of me without even one drop of sweat on his forehead.

I’m going to grab your hair from the back, and you are going to twist my arm,”

trying to kill me?” I breathed, my chest heaving

lips. “I’m not the one who wanted to face an FBI

shoulders or my hair?! Besides, if the situation escalated to the point I needed to run, then I wouldn’t

law. Well, think again!” He leaned over me, making me step back again. “I researched this guy. He is fucking dangerous, and he has been accused of harassment and physical assault before! The only reason that he is still a field agent is that the victim suddenly withdrew all the accusations!” he roared, pushing me back against the wall. He leaned closer, his eyes darkening as his hands went to my neck and squeezed my throat. “You need

hurting me,” I choked out, grabbing his

cannot overpower me, sunshine,” he mocked. “You need to think about my

he

the floor, heavily breathing. “Are you fucking mad?!” I yelled hoarsely, rubbing

my damn question, and use your brain this time,” he hissed,

hadn’t even realized how different this situation was from going to Packton’s office. For starters, I was going to be completely on my own in there, and if

I muttered. “When you choked me, your thumbs were the weakest

to use your body strength to press them hard

always shift my focus to control the attacker’s movements. Repeating his instructions over and over again exhausted me completely. “Can we at least take a break?” I looked at

to steady my breath. Only after a

“What?” I grunted.