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Punishment

I was in the gym alone and happy,because Alexander didn't came. I did all the things i usually do with him,so i still had my training session. Jackson left early in the morning no one told me why. After the mission yesterday,he was in his office all night,i heard yelling and things being broken so i guess something bad happened,except that someone tried to kill me. I haven't seen Alexander either,he was madly drunk yesterday so Jackson probably yelled at him a lot. 

I was tired from working out,so i thought i will go to my room to shower and relax,since nobody cares what i do. 

I got to my room,showered and put some comfy clothes. Then i headed to the kitchen so i can make one of my favorite recipes. I heard someone opening the kitchen door,while i was preparing the food. I've never seen him,he was probably one of the new men Jackson hired. He was searching for something to eat.

"I can make you food if you want" he looked at me confused. He had big arms,of course he had,mafia things... He was pretty tall,brown hair,dark eyes and he was almost naked,now i realized. He was in shorts only.

"Yeah,why not. I'm Victorio by the way" he smiled at me. 

"I'm Sarah,you probably already know a lot about me" he nodded and grabbed a beer from the fridge.

They had a big kitchen island with 8 bar stools around it,Victorio sat on one of them looking at me. I wanted to run away,i hate when people watch me constantly and of course he had to do it. I looked back at him and he moved his eyes,smirking and looking at the beer. 

"You know,girls on your age do different things than working out all day and cooking" he said,looking at me again. We locked eyes for a moment,before i moved away so i can get a spoon. 

Yeah,of course they do,not all of them have abusive fathers...and not all of them will be married to a mafia boss. 

When i was little,maybe saven years old i wanted to have a brother,strange but i never thought about a sister,i guess i wanted a brother so he can keep me safe from my father. In the time i was 11 he started training me,i was not sure why,but i had two options. Either be trained or live alone somewhere and never return. I was good at training from the begging and my dad pushed me to the limits. 

-+_+- Flashback (13yo)

"Mom" i yelled and she came "i think i started my period" her eyes widened,i knew everything about periods,boys and all this kind of things from school,so i was prepared. She ran away and went somewhere,i don't know what's happening,but I'm happy that i got it,so many girls in my class already have it. And of course because maybe i can skip training sessions because of cramps. Hopefully my dad is in the mood for this things,because if he is not i will be punished. 

"What?" i heard my dad screaming,so he was not in the mood,great. What a wonerful day. I heard footsteps coming towards me. I knew exactly who's. Dad.

"I don't care if your period came. Get the fuck out of here" i was not sure what i was supposed to do,so i stayed there watching him in the eyes,he always had that expression,grossed and in the same time emotionless. "Are you stupid or something,move your ass" he yelled in my face. I wanted to cry,but the only good thing he taught me was to never show emotions and be strong,never cry and never answer any of the question the enemy asks you. 

I ran to my room and i heard my dad screaming at someone. I heard footsteps again so i stopped moving so i can recognize who is coming. Dad again.

"It's time for training. Go in the gym in five if you're not there i will punish you" he was gone. I ran to my bathroom so i can put a pad and do my hair,i was already in my sport clothes so i was almost done. In 2 minutes i was ready and running downstairs to the gym.