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I've been training Ryan non-stop for the week. Today is his last day of training because tomorrow he'll be fighting a guy.

Ryan was giving his best. He was becoming better and better everyday. I made him wake up at five in the morning and train until eight with breaks in between, of course. Then he would be free until five in the evening then we would resume the training until eight.

It was hard but he managed to do it. He made a lot of progress within these days. Nobody asked us any questions because they had no idea what we were doing. Whenever we would go to the gym, it was empty.

I also went on three missions this week, with Enzo and the team which consisted of his siblings, Dominic and Dante. Enzo and I barely spoke to each other unless when it's Necessarily.

He threw orders and I weirdly started following then without asking questions. I know why though. I dint want to speak to him. I was getting too...comfortable to say the least. I'm not used to getting attached.

Sean prolonging my stay was like rubbing salt into my wounds. He told me that I'll be free to go in two more months.

Two fucking months... that much time should be enough to take down Vladimir and complete my revenge right?

As for my revenge, I had to hit pause for a while. Only one men was left and his name is Liam Collins. He is currently out of the country but he's supposed to return in two weeks.

"Lea!" Blake shouted, snapping me back from my thoughts. I completely forgot that I was having dinner.

"What?" I asked calmly.

"Where were you lost? I asked you something." Blake stared at me intently. I avoided his gaze and stared into my almost empty plate.

"Ask again"

"Where are your parents?" He asked, curiously. My grip tightened on the fork in my hands as I thought of my parents. Their dead bodies flashed in front of my eyes making me squeeze my eyes shut. I took a deep breath before answering in an emotionless voice, "They're dead."

Blake's eyes showed sympathy and I hated it. I don't like being pitied. It makes me feel weak and I am not weak.

"I'm so—"

I cut him off, "Don't."

He was about to say something but decided against it. He kept his mouth shut and got back to eating his dinner. The rest people who were at the table stayed out of whatever happened and ate quietly.

**

The next day, we were all going in the gym. The fight between Ryan and the two guys were starting soon.

I was standing in front of everyone, beside Enzo and the guys; Blake, Antonio and the rests as well as Arabella. Ryan smiled at me and I nodded with an encouraging smile.

"Remember what I taught you?" I asked and he nodded.

"Don't lower my guard. Don't let myself get distracted. Watch my opponent carefully and find his weakness. Tire your opponent by letting him start the fight. Hit him once or twice then start the actual fight when you notice that he's tired already..." He recited making me smile, "You're definitely going to win this."

"It's against one of the best fighters." He mumbled, a bit unsure of himself. "I taught you more than ten ways to kill in this one week Ryan- and you just have to knock him down. You're more than ready."

I did teach him more than ten ways to kill a person in this one week. Ryan was a fast learner, making the whole thing a whole lot easier. He is definitely going to win. He was, after all, trained by the best assassin in the world-not that he knew it.

While almost everyone were confident that Ryan would lose, I was sure that he'd win. I walked back to my place and watched as Ryan got inside the ring along with another well build men.

It was unfair. An old well trained man against an eighteen year old, new recruit. I had no idea why Enzo did what he did but I'm sure it's for the best.

Enzo nodded at a man who then shouted, "Begin!" And then the fight started. The man launched himself at Ryan who was only avoiding his punches and kicks. Ryan was suddenly kicked in the stomach, making him fall. He groaned in pain before standing up again.

Almost everybody were laughing and shouting as Ryan was unsuccessfully blocking his punches and kicks. Enzo only stood there and watched without saying anything.

I knew he would stop the whole thing when he notice that Ryan wouldn't be able to hang on. But Ryan looked nowhere tired compared to the man who were getting tired by throwing punches.

**

|Ryan's POV|

Last week, if you would have asked me if I was ready for this fight I would have replied with a no. But if you ask me the same question today, my answer will be yes.

I'm more than ready. I was trained by Lea. She's a very smart and confident as well as strong and beautiful woman. She inspired me in many ways.

She's like the sister I've never had. I had no idea why she was helping me but I was grateful that she did otherwise I doubt that I would even hold that long in this fight.

Brad kept on throwing punches and kicks in my direction. Like Lea told me, I observed him very well. I observed their actions and it seemed like they were going like a certain rhythm.

He would punch with right hands first then punch with his left hands twice. Then he would kick with his left foot twice before with his right foot.

I managed to block several kicks and punches but also failed in blocking some. It was getting harder and harder with every passing second yet I wasn't tired. Brad was sweating which meant that he was tired.

Perfect.

Before I could make a move, I received a kick in the stomach, making me fall on the ground. Brad smirked and walked towards me.

I took him off guard by kicking him in the back of his legs, making him fall on his knees. I then pressed his pressure point and watched as he fell unconscious.

Then I began attacking Brad by kicking him in his abdomen. He groaned in pain just before I threw a hard punch in his jaw. He fell on the ground and I jumped on him, pinning him on the ground with all the force in my body.

He was unable to move. His hands finally tapped the ground three times in defeat. The crowd erupted. Some were shouting, some were clapping but I couldn't care less about them. My eyes fell on Lea who was smiling proudly at me.

She was confident that I would win and here I am...the winner. I smiled gratefully at her before glancing at The Don who only nodded his head.

"The winner is...Ryan Gonzalez!!" Someone shouted, making everyone clap their hands. Then everyone began making their way out except Lea, Don, Blake, Antonio, Dante, Dominic and Arabella.

I got out of the ring and walked towards Lea who smiled before she patted my shoulder, "Congrats."

"Thank you" I replied, "None of this would have been possible without your help so, thank you. I'll be forever grateful."

"Anytime" she replied before walking away. Don and the other ones who were present stared at me in confusion.

"Why were you thanking her?" Dominic asked, confusion written all over his face.

"Oh...she trained me." I replied with a smile, "She trained me everyday since past few days for this day. Without her, I'd have lost today."

Don only nodded and left the gym while the others smiled at me and congratulated me one more time before leaving too.