Jasmine's pov*
Me and Layla were inside the bathrooms in the training room putting on our outfits for training. Mine was a full black bodysuit that covered my arms and legs. It is tight but it is stretchy so it would work for now. It had a black belt that held my two gun and a set of throwing knives. Layla's was just the same as mine. We both wore our hair up into a ponytail. We walked out of the bathroom to meet Marco, Carlo, Ambrose, and Maylie. Marco's jaw was set tight and his eyes looked cold but when we walked out and our eyes met he gave me a smile smile before talking.
"Listen up!" He turned to face the crowd that I hadn't noticed before.
"You all are here to train and thats what we are gonna do. I do not have the patience nor care to hold your hands through this. I will push you to your breaking point and I will show no mercy. If you want someone yo hold your hand then go and find Germans and join their mafia. We will start at the shooting range." Marco pointed over at the shooting range started to walk toward it. Layla looped her arm through mine and we walked over together.Maylie took out her gun from her holder and shot at the boards hitting the little red mark on the cut out of a person each time. She put back her gun after she fired 5 times and she took a step back. Then Carlo took her spot and did the same thing.
"Who's gonna go next!" Marco yelled out to the crowd in a cold voice. A boy raised his hand and Marco nodded and he picked up one of the gun that were on a table. He aimed at the target and shot but missed it. The rest of the group took turns doing the same thing only half of them actually hit the target. Marco seemed to grow angry at the lack of people who actually made it. Now it was my turn Marco nodded his hand for me to go now. I pulled out my gun and aimed, it had been a long time since I actually had to shot my gun but it felt like it had been just yesterday since i had. Like riding a bike I shot like it was nothing hitting the target each time i shot. The crowd behind me whispered but it didnt bother me much. I put my gun back and turned to look at Marco, he gave me a proud smile and winked at me before moving on with the events.
I had success at everything and by this time the only thing left was combat. The crowd whispered things behind me like "who is she", "she's a show off", "I bet she's Marco's slut he has one every week", "I bet i can beat her in this last event". At this point i was getting tired of the whispers so i turned around after so guy said he could beat me in the combat. His eyes locked with mine and I gave him a fake smile.
"So you think you can beat me in this last event?""Yeah. Your just a girl and we all know guys are stronger than girls." He said in a cocky voice.
"Okay lets see about that." I turned back around and his friends were quietly cheering him on. No way in hell was I gonna let a boy who just said men are stronger than woman beat me.
"Last event is combat! Who is gonna go first?" Marco yelled over the group. I raised my hand and so did the boy. Marco gave me a questioned look but he let me get up into the ring.
"I hope your ready to get you ass kicked by a girl!" Layla yelled from the crowd.
"Yeah what ever." He said rolling his eyes.I got into my position and so did he. I gave Marco one more glance, he looked nervous and his hands were clenched, turning white, I gave him a smile and winked at him before the bell went off as a indexation to start.
3rd person* aka the boy's name is James!
James threw the first punch and aimed at Jasmine's stomach. She dodged it and threw the next swing and aimed at his face but he dodged it and knocked her down to the ground. The crowd watched carefully but Marco watched as if he couldn't watch any more. He seemed to grow more angry but not at Jasmine at James for even laying a hand on his girl. James stood on top of Jasmine with legs on both sides of he body. James looked up at the crowd and gave them a smile in a win. But Jasmine wasn't going down that easy, she kicked him in between the legs making him double over. She stood back up and kicked his back so that he would fall down. She got down on top of him with a leg on each side and held his arms above his head. She threw a punch at his face and then another. By now James was bleeding from his lip and nose. James grew angry, with all his might he pushed he off of him. Jasmine got up quickly to avoid being pinned. James threw a punch and hit her in the face making her lip bleed. She wiped the blood with her hand, she glanced at the blood on her hand and she smiled. She threw a uppercut and then another. He fumbled backward so that he could lean on the ropes of the ring. Jasmine walked over to him and kept throwing punches even after the bell rang to tell them to stop.
Jasmine's pov*
My hands made contact after contact with his skin. He was bleeding really bad and im sure he has a broken nose but even seeing that i kept punching him. I had him pinned to the ropes and he had no where else to go. He misjudged me and now he paid for his misjudgment. I'm tired of letting people, especially men, run all over me and act as if I dont matter, I- suddenly arms went about my waist and picked me up and moved me away from the boy that after i moved slide down to the ground.
"No! Im not done! I haven't won yet!" I yelled at the person who had picked me up. I couldn't see the person's face because my back was to them. The person set me down and I started to walk to the boy on the ground but someone grabbed my hand.
"Let go!" I yelled still not looking at the person.
"Look at me!" I deep voice yelled. I did but I had my jaw set and I was ready to attack at any moment if this was a set up so the boy could hit me from behind. It was Marco and Carlo and Marco had my arm in his hand.
"Damn woman, calm down." Carlo said.
"Tell me calm down again and-" I was cut off by Marco's deep voice.
"Jasmine! Look at me now!" I did what he said and he took me in, he looked me up and down to see where I was wounded
, I did the same thing too. My lip, hands, and nose were all bleeding but nothing compared to what the guy looked like. Marco looked out to the crowd and and nodded at someone and people rushed over to the boy of the floor. They took him away to some room.
"Are you okay?" Marco asked looking at me again.
"I will here soon." I walked away and stood in front of the crowd. They whispered things but I couldn't make out what they were saying.
"Y'all want to know who I am?!" I yelled.
"Well I'm Jasmine Toussaint, I'm the woman who has killed many, im the woman they tell you to run from, and I'm the girlfriend of Marco Giancarlo Bianchi and I will not take any of your shit!" I kept my eyes cold and same with my voice. The whispering stopped and everyone seemed shocked. I didn't usually use violence to gain people's respect but I dont care that I had to this time.
I walked over to Marco and put my arms around his neck and pulled myself up to his face and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around me immediately and he kissed me back.
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Love In The Mafia (book 1)
RomantiekJasmine is a bad ass with an attitude. She's the daughter of the king of the French Mafia. She's forced to marry the scariest, sexiest, and youngest mafia king of the Italian mafia, Marco. "Oh honey, keep up the attitude and I'll be forced to punis...