Devrim nodded as she said she would need some clothing for the training so he grabbed the phone on his desk. Pressing a button as he put it up to his ear. Josiah answered and he told him to come inside. Setting the phone back down, Josiah showed up a few seconds later.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Please take Isabelle to the clothing room and have her properly equipped." </span>Josiah nodded and requested the woman to follow him to the room.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"See you there."</span>Devrim told her with a smile and once they were gone, he set the file into his desk. He'd deal with it later. Devrim didn't want this information on paper where it's easy to find. His sister had hid her past for a reason. Devrim got up after a few minutes of work on his computer and made his way into the room that he had here. It was on the second floor of the warehouse. It wasn't lavish by any means but it was livable. Devrim slid open the closet door and pulled out some clothes. A dark grey long sleeved athletic shirt, some white sweatpants and a pair of dark grey shoes. Devrim made his way down to the first level and saw Josiah speaking with someone on his phone. Devrim ignored him and made his way to the training room.<br/><div class="bbCodeSpoiler">
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</div>Coming to 37B, Devrim opened to door. He looked around the room and saw some people take notice of him. He made his way to the center of the room and he saw Isabelle. Some of the others made their way into the middle of the room and gave Devrim their attention.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Welcome."</span>He told the group. The instructor, his name Dmetri, stood beside Devrim. Devrim looked to Isabelle.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Come forward."</span>He told her and watched as she listened to him. He motioned her to his side and began to introduce her.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"This is Isabelle. We took her in yesterday and she has proven she wants to be a part of our family. I would like for you all to be friendly and learn from each other. Protect each other and make sure each other succeed. Today we will do some training."</span>Devrim went through some procedures he would like for them to run through. Different types of martial arts, mainly focusing on grapples and breaking out of them. As the group broke, Devrim took Isabelle with him. They talked a bit on some of the grapples they will try before he actually grappled her. She struggled a bit, and eventually she would get out of it although she struggled a bit. Also the fact that he let her go rather easily. After a bit more talking, Devrim once more grappled her and she still struggled, but he let her free. As they stood back up and Isabelle patted herself down, Devrim surprisingly grappled her. He brought her down and held her. He could feel her breathing quicken. She struggled, but wasn't able to break free. She was panicking. After a few seconds, he whispered to her calmly.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Slow your breathing. You're not in danger."</span>He said to her and waited until she calmed down.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"I'm going to talk your through this, and get you out."</span>He said and told her what to do. After a while, Devrim sighed and let her go. She wasn't in the mindset to get out of it, and would need more training. Maybe he was just being intense. As he stood back up and wiped some sweat that formed from the uncomfortable position they were in, he looked over to Isabelle. She was ready and asked him why he stopped. She wanted to go right back into it. She wanted to get better at this. Devrim smiled to her. He liked her readiness to grow. She seemed to be annoyed she wasn't able to get out fast enough.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Alright then..."</span>Devrim took a second before once again diving back into a grapple and holding her down.<br/><br/>For the next hour or so, they proceeded to practice the grapples. She would more often than not get close to breaking the grapple. As time passed, Josiah walked into the room and awaited their training to complete. Once they broke the last grapple, Devrim let go of Isabelle and looked over to Josiah. Josiah gave him a towel and whispered to him that there was a call for him. Devrim held the towel and looked over to Isabelle. He offered to pull her to her feet and handed her the towel.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"I'm going to have to go to my office."</span>He said and watched as she became slightly nervous.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"If you'd like you can head to your room for the night, or continue your training with someone else."</span>She told him she'd stay and practice some more. Devrim could tell she was nervous about it, but she put up a strong face. He liked that about her. Devrim gave her a smile. "Alright then...so, in a few days there's a party that is supposed to happen. I'm invited, but I don't have a plus one to go with. Are you down to come with?" He asked her and slid his hands into his pockets. To her acceptance of his offer, he smiled some more. She asked him what she was to wear.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"A nice dress will do. See you tomorrow."</span>And with that, Devrim made his way to his office. He picked the phone up and talked with the person on the other side for a few minutes before heading up to his room. He stepped into the shower. After his shower he got into some nicer clothes and made his way home.<br/><br/>As the next few days leading to the party passed, the training sessions between Devrim and Isabelle continued. It seemed as the days went on, She learned fast and well. Devrim was proud of the speed at which she learned. They had just finished some firearm training and Devrim looked over to her.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Alright. Good. You've learned well."</span>He said and put the safety on for his own weapon. He set the gun down and looked at his watch. The time now was 5:48. In only a few hours they would go to the party.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"How about you grab your dress. We have a few hours. We can go to my penthouse and get ready."</span>After a few minutes, Devrim had made his way to the car and waited. Soon after Isabelle came out with a small bag and the dress. Devrim opened the door for her and once she was comfortably seated he closed the door and sat in the driver seat of the car. The car was a<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.adv1wheels.com%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2017%2F11%2Fsatin-matte-black-lamborghini-aventador-lp700-4-bronze-gold-wheels-adv1-rims-r.jpg&amp;hash=5e6c0a586faaa3041d595d35f8e8d53b" href="https://www.adv1wheels.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/11/satin-matte-black-lamborghini-aventador-lp700-4-bronze-gold-wheels-adv1-rims-r.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">black Lamborghini Aventador with gold rims</span></a>. Devrim drove to the penthouse, driving into the car lift which went up to the home. He parked the car beside the other cars he owned and with Isabelle made his way inside. Devrim pointed out some of the rooms and where they were. The small bookshelf at the top of the stairs as well.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Make yourself comfortable. Wanna watch some TV, go ahead. Something to eat? Kitchen's right there. Whenever you're ready to get dressed and all, you can use my room. Promise not to peek."</span>He gave her a playful smile.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"I'm gonna shower."</span>Devrim said before walking to his room to grab clothes for a shower.