The one thing he cannot do for her is that he cannot change Himself and would never let her change Him.
Drugs ,abusive language and mature content
Just a work of fiction
I hurriedly took my morning shower and dressed into a plain white tank top with white loose bottoms. As for my hair I styled them into two loose side braids. I ate bacon and cheese filled crepe that Sophie made for me and rushed to the training room. I was supa dupa eager yet fucking nervous about me being tested my Brand.
Without hesitation I entered the training room when I saw both Brand and Mario sitting on a small Lawson sofa. They looked like they just finished their training. All sweaty, blushed, messed up yet sexy. They were hitting some joints as their eyes showed them hell stoned. But the center of my fucking attention was that fucking mafia boss who had made my mental health fucking sky rocketing. A pure devil with a pure heart and yes not to mention with a fucking gorgeous face!!! Whoooof!!
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"Hey boys" I casually waved my hand towards them and sat in front of them on a small armchair. Mario chuckled slightly and waved back at me randomly while Brand simply nodded. Brand's eyes looked dangerous as if they were up to something mysterious and that was giving me shitty chills. I kinda tried to control my anxiety and rather feigned a fake relaxed bitch face.
"Let's just get to the point Yaya" Brand straightforwardly said rubbing his temples as if he was penetrating more of the drug he was smoking at.
"You've been training with Mario for the last few months and I believe it is the right time to test you"
His lips turned into a devilish smirk and mine dropped down at what I heard. I knew I had been practicing with Mario quite well but it made be fucking freaked out when I thought of being tested by the mafia boss himself.
He didn't bother to look back at me rather his facial expression got stern. Saying that he stood up and walked briskly out of the room, Mario following him close behind. He signalled me with his eyes that I had to follow him too. I pushed away all the apprehension I had, and followed the men outside.
After a few turns and passing the big main door, I realised we were heading towards the warehouse.
"Why are we going to warehouse" I questioned out of nervousness, my body was stiff as my footsteps were haltered out of terror. I had my sixth sense poking me so bad that some hella big fucking surprise awaited me.
"You wanted to learn? This is how you are going to learn" Brand didn't answer me instead Mario replied turning his head back at me. His words left million of questions in my mind, but I stayed silent. I knew Brand would never fucking answer them.
The men said nothing as they led me past four guards out front, and into the building. Inside the building everything seemed too dark. All the mafia men were busy with their assigned tasks. They all got attentive and submissive as they watched Brand entering the warehouse. It was a whole different world, an illegal unlawful world of Brand Salvatore.
Both men walked down a familiar hall and into a room, I knew too well. It was the room they used to torture people so fucking bad.
"öffnen" (open) Brand ordered the guard to open the bolted door of the torture room. The guard typed some passcode on the device attached to the door and it flew opened.
I froze outside the door, my eyebrows flying into my hairline as I stared at the men. Brand raked his hand through his sleek black hair, his dark brown eyes piercing the floor before he glanced up at me.
"Inside the room is the man, Simon, he shot and killed ten of my men" Brand sighed with darkened eyes.
"What? Why" I frowned automatically listening to what he said.
"He and his men attacked my men at the harbour when we were unloading the drug shipment" There was so much anger and rage in his words. His fists clenched and his neck was visibly corded. "We captured Simon and tortured him for information, and now we are done with him..."
He sighed again and his hoarse voice trailed off. There was a slight pause. I didn't know why but both men were glaring at me for no fucking reason. I just folded my arms in front of me.
"I want you to kill him."
I know it is an incredibly short chapter and I m super late with it too but my life has just got upside down since i learnt about my pregnancy!!! Mann!!! The morning sickness and the freaking fatigue is killing me.. I need your best wishes guys!!
