Author's POV
"Hey, wake up!"
Ferdinand immediately woke up when he heard the screams that disturbed him. The man who was wearing dark blue prisoner's clothing immediately sat down, looking at the other prisoners standing with his hands on his hips in front of him.
"What?" he asked curtly, then rubbed his face which felt dull and hot.
The man only smiled faintly, looked so muscular with lots of tattoos on his arms, even his face also had tattoos on his temples. .he looks hot and sweaty, and his hair is long and his beard looks like he's never been shaved so it's very thick.
"You know... To get a stable body like this, I need exercise, and your presence makes me find new challenges," he said casually.
"What do you mean?" .he asked.
"I just want to wrestle with you," the man replied. "If I win, I will massage you, if I lose, you will massage me," he continued.
