Hey lovelies! back at it with another chapter! This is more of a filler chapter to introduce you to all the new chatacters. I hope you find it enjoyable, and without further ranting, let's get into the story! (If anyone actually reads this, leave a comment to let me know hehe)
Valentina
Kick. Punch. Backhand. Jab. Roundhouse kick.My breath comes out in slow puffs as the exhaustion starts to kick in.
Slow clapping is what pulls me out of my reverie, along with wolf whistled and the stupid grind of my friends themselves.
"I feel bad for the person who would have to be on the other side of those hits," Tanya whistles appreciatively.
An easy grin makes its way on my face. "And why is it that you are all gracing me with your presence?" I tease, making Ivan mock feeling hurt.
"Oh ya know, we just wanted to see how you were doing and to gather an understanding of what exactly happened in that cafe to get you all worked up." Alexander replies.
I remove my boxing gloves and clench my fingers to get rid of the stiffness as I head towards the couch at the back of the room. We made papa add it to the training room so that we would have somewhere to sit and relax after draining ourselves. As I sit down, I feel someones large arm over my shoulders and as I guessed, it was none other than Nickolas.
All of these people were my friends, I didn't have many but those that I did, I trusted with my life, no matter how long I've known them.
Shall we begin with Ivan? He's been here for the shortest amount of time. He joined two years ago and was the weakest of his group. He had no muscle nor did he have any sense of violence. He was all about peace, mercy and forgiveness and still is to an extent, however after training him days upon days, he is currently at his best. Out of the entire mafia, he is now the strongest for his age.
Alexander is like a brother to me. I met him as a child when papa first introduced me to the mafia and we immediately hit it off. What made our friendship even stronger was the fact that Alex's dad was my papa's most trusted man, meaning Alex and I were never far from each other. He was there for me when mama was murdered and helped me through the grief of it. Throughout the years our bond has only gotten stronger and I would kill and be killed for his sake.
Tanya was practically a living, breathing replica of myself. Which is probably why I welcomed her with open arms. Tanya joined us 3 years ago and had a similar story to Ivan. She was pushed around and ridiculed for being the only female in her group. I found her crying one night in the training room and from that day we connected like sisters.
And lastly, Nikolas. He joined the Mafia 10 years ago, making me 8. He saw me fighting one day and challenged me to a match. I told him he wouldn't beat me but he was set on it. I left him with a broken nose, fractured rib and a serious beating to the ego. Somehow from there on, our controlling personalities lead us to be stronger and we always pushed each other more and more until all our goals were reached. He was that aggravating figure that you couldn't help arguing with but was also the only person who could get a laugh out of me after a bad day.
And so we sat around the couch as I recalled what happened earlier.
By the end, everyone was staring at me disbelieving, their mouths agape.
"Close your mouths, you'll catch flies," I tell them, cracking a smile.
They obediently listen.
"So you're telling me, that Alfredo has a son? Oh god have mercy on us, he is probably just as bad as Alfredo himself, Alex mutters towards the end.
"Yep and my award winning plan is that I track this Christian Abbiati down, and use him to lead me to Alfredo." I say, lifting my legs onto Nik's lap and leaning my head on Tanya, who does nothing but grunt before entertaining herself with my hair.
"No way! Do you know how dangerous that is? He could well still be in contact with his father and if you rock up telling him that you want to kill Alfredo, what do you think is going to go through his head?." Nik all but yells.
I can't help but roll my eyes at his protectiveness.
"Nik, are you questioning whether I can defend myself? Because do I need to remind you of that time that I bea-" I start but am interrupted as Nik grumbles out a rough 'fine' and puts his hands up defensively.
"Do you know what? That's not a half bad plan, but do you know what would be even better?" Tanya suggests.
"And what is that, Einstein?" Ivan jokes.
Tanya lifts herself from her slouched position as she says the last words I was expecting to leave her mouth.
"Valentina Petrov,
you are going to make him fall in love with you." She says, leaving us all dumbfounded.So that's that guys! Another chapter done. 2 in a row, I think I deserve some applause. :)
I really hope you enjoyed this chapter, it didn't take nearly as long as the previous one but it was just as well thought through.
I hope you like Valentinas friends, or are you getting bad vibes from them?? I would love some suggestions on what actors should play their parts along with Christian's, Alfredo's and Valentinas.
I was thinking Barbara Palvin for Valentina's character but it isn't yet official. Anyway, enough rambling! HAHAHA
I hope you enjoyed, please show your support by voting, commenting and following, it helps me a lot especially as motivation. Anyway, that's all for me until next time!
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