Don't try to change me

Part 21

I had been sneaking into the training room with Mario daily for the last three days for my practice. I had been working at least five hours a day practicing fighting, shooting and self defence.

"Girl you are getting better"
Mario said as he set out more targets for me to shoot at.

"Well thanks Mario"
I muttered softly loading the magazine into the pistol. A shine of pride could be easily visible in my words and actions. To be honest this constant practice was paying of. Brand had enlisted Mario as my personal trainer and there was no doubt in his fighting and shooting skills.
That Badass boy!!

I hadn't seen Brand for three fucking days. I called him yesterday but he was so fucking occupied with his fucking work that he practically ignored me.

"Relax your arm Yaya!!! Don't be so stiff"
Mario uttered watching me as I fired six rounds in a target at once.

"That target is not fucking Brand"
He basically mocked at me making his way to sit on the nearby basement wall.

I huffed, pulling a cigarette out of my pocket, sparking it up to calm my nerves. It was a nasty habit that I decided to take up as it calmed me down and kept me focussed.

Mario grinned shaking his head and motioned me to pass the cigarette to him. He took a massive hit and breathed out at my face.
"But I still don't get it, why Brand is making you learn all this when he can get you a full fucking security squadron and you.... you have taken it upon yourself to learn how to kill the people.
Like seriously Yaya why do you want to do this. You have so many bodyguards attached to you all the time and everyone would give their life for you"

I shrugged taking my jacket off revealing my slender yet toned up body.

"That's exactly the point. No one should ever give their life for me. The next time if someone dies around me, it's gonna be me holding the gun and me pulling the trigger"

Mario was super amused by me as he smirked and nodded in approval.
"You are a god damn mafia queen and you deserve to be that"
He chuckled glittering his dark brown eyes in amazement.

"Okay Yaya break is over"
He hopped off the wall and headed towards the target. I followed his lead clutching 9mm pistol in my hands.

"Load and unload!!"
Mario ordered.
I clicked the magazine out of the chamber and with one motion clicked it back into its chamber of the pistol.
"Now hit that target three times, one on the left of the target one on the right and one exactly on the skull"

I followed his gaze to the human like target and  focused. I held my breath as I fired off the three rounds exactly at the points where Mario had ordered me.

"You are getting good with that babe"

WTF!!!
I instantly glanced back to see Brand with his speckled eyes bright with applause and a bit of humour. He stood gloriously in the training room looking majestic in plain white shirt, rolled up sleeves and jet black slacks. His mystery tattoos were visible across his neck that seemed like an open invitation to any normal woman.

I bowed with a small smile, turning the safety of the pistol on and shoving it into the pocket of my trousers. But my eyes never left his magical eyes. He had a gorgeous yet sexy smile on his face as I moved to his direction. His heavy eyes scanned over my entire body welcoming my every step.

When I was an arm length from him, Brand grinned seductively before pushing me backwards pinning me against the wall. My breathing instantly shallowed as my body craved for every sensation he was capable of giving me. His body pressed against mine as he kissed me passionately. His lips were deft and fucking perfect against mine, his tongue smooth and delicious. I placed my hands on his cheeks wanting him more closer. I so fucking missed this.

"Fuck off!! I feel like throwing up"
Mario snorted with a bored up face glaring at us with disgust.
That bastard had always the bad timings!!
I pulled myself back hearing Mario and smiled at Brand caressing his cheeks.

"Why didn't you inform about your arrival"
I asked him as he put his arm on my shoulder making both of us move towards where Mario stood.

"I thought you like surprises"
He mused, his lips tilting up into a small smirk as he glanced at my blushed face.

"Well I loved it captain"
I winked to which he smugly laughed and clutched my ass.

"You both look like fucking impatient crackheads!!!" Mario sounded annoyed as hell but I didn't pay him a shit. I fucking loved when he got pissed off.

"And you look like a fucking frustrated retard!!"
I spat back to him. Brand chuckled softly and pressed his head against mine.

"How's everything going"
Brand turned serious as he inquired Mario of the work. Mario reported him all about the new dealings and using of stripper club as drug storage unit. He also informed him about a guy that his men had abducted and tortured. I listened everything patiently and carefully.

"Baby why don't you wait for me to take you in the bedroom... I'll be there once I get a check in the warehouses"
Brand muttered sexily as he tucked a lock of my dark brown hair behind my ear. I absolutely didn't want to leave him that time but I faked a smile like a stupid cunt bitch and nodded.

"But don't make me wait captain otherwise you won't be getting anything"
I mumbled softly before retreating out of the room to which Brand simply chuckled.

It was nine in the evening when I stepped out of the shower and slid into my usual pyjamas with an extra large t shirt. I had been a lazy ass since the evening. I spent my time cuddling and playing with Happa followed by my dinner with Sophie. And now there I stood at the roof to floor glass window of my bedroom.

How my life had changed within last few months was so fucking unreal. I always wanted something different something adventurous in my life. I never wanted to love or sleep with the boys and that was what I did. I loved and slept with Brand. And he was definitely not a boy. He was a man. A gorgeous man with dimples and tattoos. Who could satisfy every woman. He was an absolute monster for the world but I had seen his other side that made me fall in love with him.

I was amidst my thoughts when the door clicked opened and Brand entered. His face smooth and relaxed. His hair were a bit messy but no doubt he had a swag to pull out with messed up hair too.His smell filled the whole bedroom and hit my nostrils like a spell. His calculated steps approached me and in a blink of an eye his beautifully charismatic face came just across my eyes.