Isa looked up as she watched the door open once more and smiled as she saw Devrim's form step inside, she noticed a number of the others straighten up and she saw the two people at the front come to a stop in their sparring as he moved to the front and settled at the side of the instructor. Silence fell as he greeted the group before Devrim’s eyes settled on her and he motioned her forward, Isabelle moved forwards shifting nervously, as she watched the people in the room focus on her as Devrim introduced her. It felt like the first day at school all over again, she gave an awkward smile before she darted back over into the crowd as quickly as she could.  Isabelle watched carefully  as Devrim and the Instructor went through some different techniques, as the group broke up she watched as most people seemed to automatically pair up and she shifted nervously before noticing Devrim approaching.<br/><br/>She appreciated him taking the time to talk over things before they began training, just as they were getting into position she slipped off the hoodie setting it down to the side revealing the dark red sports bra underneath. Isa stretched out her arms as she warmed up a little before they began to train, the first few times she managed to wiggle free before she stepped back getting her breath back when she felt him once more grapple her unexpectedly. Panic flooded through her frame as the night before flashed before her eyes, the feel of being pinned in place and the fear that had overtaken her, finally Devrim’s voice seemed to break her from the haze as he attempted to talk her through things, slowly her breath began to slow however she just couldn’t seem to get free, it was obvious that she was becoming more and more frustrated. Finally Devrim seemed to give up and let her go with a sigh, as soon as she was free Isa was back on her feet as she glanced at him<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“ Why did you stop? Do it again, I can do it, I have to do it.”  </span>She returned his smile as he once more grappled her and she made herself focus on getting free, thinking about everything he had said as she pushed herself more and more with each attempt. The training went on for the next hour before they were interrupted.<br/><br/>Isa hadn’t even noticed Josiah hoovering in the corner, however Devrim seemed to know as soon as he had entered, as they broke their grapple she watched as Josiah came close offering over a towel before whispering to Devrim. Isabelle took the time to stretch in place and take a breather as she sat on the mat, glancing around as she watched the others. Her attention was pulled back to Devrim as he helped her up and  let her know that he was going to have to leave. She nodded as she shifted in place and looked around nervously, when he gave her the option to head back to her room or continue she really wanted to head back to her room but she threw that idea to the back of her mind, if she wanted to get better she had to train. So she said she would stay, as she glanced around attempting to find a new partner, Devrim mentioned a party. Isa’s face lite up at the invite, he wanted her to go with him ? she wondered what kind of party it was. At his question she nodded<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“ Yeah, I’ll go with you.” </span>she smiled at him before continuing “What should I wear ?” she bit her lip at his answer, where the help would she get a nice dress from. She would have to ask Josiah tomorrow, maybe there was some in the clothing room. Isabelle watched as Devrim and Josiah left and she hoovered in the room before pairing up with someone, she switched partners and began to attempt to escape the grapples for the next hour or so. Once or twice  she actually managed to get free, at the end of the session she was pleased with herself as she made her way back to her room, tired and sore. Heading inside her room she had a shower and read a little before passing out.<br/><br/>The next few days, Isabelle found herself thrown straight into the deep end, as sessions happened daily,  hand to hand combat, firearms, defense, fitness, stamina training and computer time. She found herself collapsing into bed most nights sore and tired, after working all day. The day of the party as firearm training came to an end she placed the gun down after unloading the clip, as Devrim nodded in approval, slowly she was getting better. Her aim had improved and her hands didn’t shake at all anymore, she smiled at his words as he glanced at his watch. She hadn’t expected him to invite her to get ready at his place but she nodded and made her way to her room, she grabbed her dress and a small bag with toiletries and make up inside. Over the last few days, she had came to know a lot of the other females in the place. She had found the store room with makeup and other small luxury items, she had also mentioned to Josiah about a dress and he had lead her towards a small back room and motioned her inside. She had spent at least an hour attempting to find something fitting before settling on a dress she felt comfortable in, hopefully Devrim would like it, the last thing she wanted was to look like a kid attempting to dress up in her mother's clothing. With her dress and bag in hand she headed outside coming across Devrim outside as she slide into the passengers seat giving a smile as he held the door open. The gesture had thrown her off completely, no-one had ever held the door open for her before.<br/><br/>Before long they arrived at his penthouse, looking at the outside it was stunning but as she followed him inside, her eyes widened. The place as amazing, he gave her a quick tour before saying she could use his room, she had already showered thankfully. But he hadn’t given her much time, so a few minutes after she heard him head in the shower she headed towards his room as she glanced around noticing a floor long mirror, there was no dressing table. But that made sense, maybe he lived alone or his girlfriend or whatever had a room of her own. She shrugged as she laid her dress out on the bed and took her back to the mirror and plopped down in front of it crossing her legs as she began to unpack her make-up.  By the time Devrim came back out, she had managed to more or less finish her make up, a full dark eye shadow, with full dark lashes framed her eyes. Her lips were a full dark red and her cheeks a soft dusky pink. Her hair was gathering around her shoulders as she used a brush and curling iron to tease it into soft loose curls which pooled around her face. She jumped up blushing at Devrim’s half naked form as she quickly grabbed the dress from the bed and mumbled a soft<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“ I’ll get dressed in the bathroom.” </span>She quickly darted inside, pausing for a moment to check over her makeup and hair before sliding into the dress. Around fifteen minutes later she stepped back out with the black lace dress which hugged her form and four inch red<br/>heels, which made her legs look even longer than normal.<br/><br/><div class="bbCodeSpoiler">
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</div>She looked older and a lot more put together then she had since she had met Devrim to some extent she looked like a new person. She smiled as she stepped out and met Devrim’s gaze before giving a small smile,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“ Does this work ?” </span>Isa bit down on her bottom lip as she waited for Devrim’s opinion. Her eyes darted towards the clock in the corner as she noticed it was now close to 7.45, as she made her way over to the mirror picking up her small handbag.