Dane'S POV
"Brother!" Donald greeted with a loud grin, his body immediately slamming against mine in a playful manner.
"I see you've been more than starved."
"That's an understatement." He laughed, gripping my shoulders firmly as we walked out of the mansion.
"Wait, don't tell me you want it now?" I frowned. "It's f*****g five in the morning."
"All the more reason to do it before the sun rises!"
I had no choice. I'd do anything for Donald.
Even if it meant dragging myself to the residence at five in the morning to brawl with him. Just like how we did when I was still very young.
Memories of Donald bullying the living hell out of me flooded my mind, making me stifle a laugh. I'd been so young, yet he pushed my body to lengths I didn't know were possible.
He didn't stop when I match
