Mafia Wife

Chapter 3

💎Taylor Love💎

I woke up to a quiet hum of the TV. I looked around and noticed that I wasn't in my bed. I got up and walked down the stairs to see Leo standing at the stove.

He was humming a tune as he flipped a pancake. Ink was spread over his shoulder and poured into his shoulder blade. It looked like tiny little cracks running over his skin. I stepped closer to see but he quickly spun around with a knife pointing towards me.

"You shouldn't sneak around." He said before grabbing two plates. I looked at his bruised knuckles as he laid down the plates on the island. "Eat then get dressed for training."

"Training for what?" I asked as I sat down on one of the stools. He set a pancake on my plate and sprinkled some powdered sugar on it. "What happened to your knuckles?"

"You're in the mafia." He simply answered before starting to eat. "You need to learn how to fight."

I finished my pancake before setting my plate and fork in the sink. "Get dressed and come downstairs." He instructed before I ran up to my room.

I looked through my new clothes to find some work out clothes. I grabbed the tight leggings and sports bra. I slipped them on and looked in the mirror. I had a small pack growing over my stomach, even though I was still self conscious.

I threw my hair up in a ponytail before slipping on shoes and heading downstairs. Leo was now dressed in black sweatpants and a black tank top. "I feel like you're favorite color is black." I said walking closer to him.

"Black hides the blood." He shrugged his shoulders. "Who ever says black is their favorite color is lying."

He grabbed my arm and led me out to the hallway. He locked the door before walking to the stairwell. "You know there is a perfect elevator."

"Get used to the stairs," he grumbled before running down the stairs. I stood at the top until he stopped and glared at me. I held my hands up in surrender and started following him down the stairs.

We got to the lobby and Leo pulled me into one of the rooms. I looked around to see a bunch of buff guys working out. "All of them are mafia so watch your mouth." He told me before walking over to the pull up bar.

Most of the guys stopped and watched me as I followed Leo. I wanted to hide every part of my body with how they were staring at me. Leo stopped at the pull up bar and grabbed my waist. "Either you grab the bar or fall," he quickly said before throwing my whole body up.

I squealed and gripped the bar for my dear life. I looked around to see I've drawn more attention to myself. "You're an asshole." I hissed down at him. He just slapped my ass hard in response. I hissed at the pain that ran through my ass.

"You better start doing pull ups before I slap it a whole lot harder." I grumbled under my breath before pumping out two pull ups. My arms shook and I let go off the bar. Arms wrapped around me and held me over the floor. I looked up to see Noah's soft face.

"You were just going to let her fall?" Noah glared back at Leo who had his arms crossed.

"It'll give her motivation," he answered as Noah let go of me. "Won't it?"

"You're an asshole," Taylor said as she walked up beside Noah.

"Is that the word of the day." Leo grumbled before walking away. He walked over to the bench press and looked back at me. I followed him over and he took of most of the weights. He put on twenty pounds for each side.