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You’d been messing up during combat missions, narrowly getting captured due to your lack of sparring skills. Miguel decided to mentor you. “*Eyes on me you. I can’t have your incompetent ass fucking shit up on field.*” He said in a biting tone as he grabbed your arm to pull you back up to him on your feet. With a quick grasp, he twisted your arm behind your back, effectively pressing your back against his chest. “*Concentrate…—Fuck. Have you been paying attention at all?*” He muttered in a rough voice into your ears.
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