POTERE AMORE (Mafia Romance) 18+

Chapter thirty one

Annetta's POV

Punch, punch, kick. Punch, kick, punch. Kick, kick.... Oh fuck no.

Stumbling back on my feet, my bottom was summoned to the ground eventually. I groan, the pain permeates my lower body from the impact, my back rolls onto the floor and I exasperatedly whimper, holding onto my stomach as the pain from the punch was settling in right now.

"Fuck.." I strained, "Leo, that hurt."

"Ah ha." Leo laughs, humour brightens his mood, "you got to do better than that sorellina, Dai, mettiti in piedi! Non abbiamo tempo per la debolezza!"

I sit up and stand on my feet, clenching my fists and preparing into position. Leo studies me when he too prepares into position. A devilish smirk danced across his lips, confident that he thought he could conquer me once again. Heat rushed to my ears, blood circulated my ears. It didn't lower my confidence no, it ignited a whole new nerve, a pinch, I felt reckless and it was impulsive.

"Succhiare un cazzo Leo." I spit, my eyes train on him while sweat trickled down my skin. My nose twisted when Leo chuckled, he clenched his fists, tightening his hand wraps.

"I'll suck all the cocks you want Annetta, but you've got to show me what you got first! Come on!" He yells, encouraging my stamina.

I clenched my fists and feel numb when I charge towards Leo, throwing my first punch toward his face. Although it was a rule, not to aim anything above the chest, my hands and legs was flying because I did not fucking care. My leg swings around and knocks his knee while my fists collided with his chest. My jaw locks together as I focus, my feet rises and meets Leo's leg again and I eventually, knock him down.

"Annetta! Stop!"

When Leo falls, I fall down on top of him. I straddle him and begin to punch him as hard as I could, my fists were controlled and firm but for whatever reason, I didn't stop. I couldn't stop. I said I was impulsive and when I was, there was no such thing as stop. Leo groans after each punch, he shields his face with his arm, dodging my punches and the more I missed, the more outraged I felt swallowing me

"Let me fucking punch you, Leo." I growl after each punch, my fists only meet with his chest. It didn't satisfy me enough because it wasn't his face. The most vulnerable place to inflict pain. "No fucking time for weakness! Stop being a pussy!"

Leo groans and finally gains control of the situation. He managed to grab my wrists in his hand and squeeze them, and suddenly, I froze on top of him. What was I doing? Why did I think I could manage an escape from Leo? How the fuck did I manage to think that I could fight Leo? Leo was a fighter, he had trained more than me, of course! When I watch him, I wondered if he really was under any stress for being incapable for taking control or did he just allow me to punch him, just so I feel superior? I blink and scowl under my breath, fighting him off me but when Leo pulls me towards him, I fall forward, closer to his face and stare deep into his eyes.

"You need to learn how to control yourself." He mumbles, I gaze deep into his chocolate brown eyes, trembling when I could no longer feel my hands. "Your intention is to defend yourself, you're not a killer."

"What if they want to kill me?" I breathe, my heart pumped fast, watching Leo as he shakes his head. But as he prepares an answer, the heavy metal doors open, scraping on the floor announcing an entrance. I turn my head and watch Fabio striding in with both his hands buried in the pockets of his slacks, while his shirt was half way buttoned, revealing his chest.

Fabio studies the room for a second before his eyes fall on us, and when they did, he squinted at me. I pull my hand away from Leo's grip and move off Leo, but remained on the floor. Leo groans, holding his stomach and sitting up next to me. He then turns his head to Fabio and attempts to stand up on his feet.