Emilia Morokov
★ A professional hacker who is determined to find out about her dark past.
However everything changes when her father is in need of help because of various attacks from another Mafia and she needs to help him.
But she doesn't know tha...
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"Again"
Alessandro's voice roared in the training room.
I groan as I take a step back to repeat the same motion again.
This was my twentieth time training to throw a 'decent' punch to Alessandro.
Not that I was counting.
I have to admit that at first he was calm, and by 'at first' I mean when he told me to run circles around the training room which was pure torture because he made me ran ten whole circles and I was done by then.
Now I stated realising how Lauren felt after her training.
After that he told me that he was going to teach me how to throw a punch, which we were doing right now.
Even though I was sure I was doing it the exact same way he was, he kept insisting that I was throwing a punch like a cartoon.
"Your hand is way to far away when you start to hit. If you show your opponent your next move then you have a disadvantage, little hacker."
I glare at him, feeling as if I could - somehow - hit him hard.
"I am doing what you are! You just won't let me punch you".
I said as I clenched my fists
"Please, don't insult me" He said with a calm, unfeeling tone
"Now, let's go again. Try to punch me unexpectedly."
"Like..you are going to wait until I want to punch?"
He nods
"Now remember, you must not -"
Before he got to finish, I swang my fist to him with a smirk, being sure that I was going to catch him off guard.
However, my fist made it an inch apart from his face before his hand encircled it and stopped it
"What..how..I didn't indicate it this time!" I moaned in annoyance.
"Your body language didn't, your face did however." His gaze was piercing yet I thought I could see a hint of proudness behind his cold eyes. "I also don't like being interrupted, love so I would recommend you let me finish first, understand?"
I stiffened.
He might be stronger but no matter what he was really annoying and he made it as if he was a professional assassin or something. And then I wondered..how it would really be for me to have learned all that, growing up. Probably for Alessandro to be that good, he needed to have learned those moves from a young age which.. maybe just maybe I felt a little sympathetic about.
"Don't act smug, if I had the same experience I would have hit you"
I said as I met his eyes
He looked at me for a second before a ghost of a smirk appearing on his lips
