Mated to a Mafia boss
I remembered how he had called me weak and promised to help me get stronger.
Stronger. I had never bothered about that in the past —even when my life was being threatened while I was with Jasper. I had trusted him to protect me, and because of that I don't even know how to protect myself anymore.
I didn’t know what to expect from Zane, but I had a feeling it wouldn’t be easy.
Pushing the thoughts aside, I made my way towards the bathroom. I need to get ready for my first training.
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Dressed in a fitted combat attire Lyra had picked out for me the other day, I stepped into the training grounds. Zane was already there, waiting, arms crossed, his expression blank or perhaps one that sugges