WARM UP TRAINING.

"If life kisses you torridly, then stick your tongue and taste the bitter-sweet.

If life f*cks you, then f*ck harder.

There is no other way but to return the favor…

10 folds greater than its origin."

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Jzarina's POV

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"You want to be strong to escape from us, right?"

"Let go!" I screamed when his hot breath touched my cheeks. He bent a little to level my height. He is a man with Five and ten feet in height while I am only Five and six in height.

"You need to be good at martial arts and seduction. Don't you know a single woman can destroy a fortress?"

I know and that is what I am going to do. If I can't manipulate Schutand, then I am going to use you or the dragons around him. I will destroy this mafia. A lot of women like me will be in danger if these people are still sitting on top of the triangle.

"Then you should teach me how to seduce men. You know I have no interest in boys," I replied as I caressed his face which was resting on my shoulder.

"You are going to be a great assassin." He kissed my nape and pushed me. I almost lost my balance with his abrupt move. That bastard! He really is something. That sudden change of his voice and move is hard to predict.

"Come on. Show me what you've got." He welcomed me with arms spreading wide like a feather of a bird who is about to fly.

I don't know how to fight. So. I aimlessly threw a punch on his face but he had dodge it. He grabbed my wrist and twirls me around, now he's holding my waist as if we are dancing.

"It would take time for you to learn. Do not worry I am a very effective teacher; you will learn a lot from me including bed style karate." He pushed me again away from him.

"Stop inventing styles, you are such a disgusting pervert." I punched him again but it did not even touch his cheeks.

"Kick me, honey." He crossed his arms and grinned. I really don't like seeing him smiling. He looked like a cunning dog. Anyway, he is really a dog of Schutand.

I am hesitating to lift my legs, what if I failed and broke my leg?

"Kick me or I will kick you?"

My eyes turned big when I heard what he just told me. This guy is a real headache, he is smiling even though he is threatening me. I have no time to hesitate because the mafia boys are no joke, they can kill or hurt anyone without blinking their eyes. I guess that is the first thing I need to master. Kill without hesitation, the moment you hesitate might be your last chance to breathe.

Glaring with my fiery eye, I took the right momentum to kick my leg and it hit his left waist because he is just standing still.

"Hm… not bad. It's weak, it did not even inflict pain," says Keir. He grabbed my legs and I am panicking, waiting for his next crazy stunt. If I move hastily, there is a higher chance of breaking my limb. "Stand still and don't lose your balance. One of the basics in Karate is balance and coordination of your body." He is still holding my legs, slowly he is walking towards me. He anchored my legs on his waist and grinned. "Good job," he added before releasing my legs.

I frowned and glared at him. What kind of training is this? He is just molesting me in every move he asks me to do. I watched him turning his back, but to my surprise his fist had almost hit my face when he turned around. I swear it's too strong, I can feel that it blew my bangs. What a powerful punch, he is a scary foe.

"That's how your fist should work. Did you feel that air coming from the concentration of my punch?"

"Y-yes." What is he going to do next? Kick me, perhaps? Those long legs will surely throw me into a dumb trash.

"We should build your stamina and agility first. So, starting tomorrow, we the Mafia boys will exercise with you. Don't flirt with the other boys, I have my eyes on you." He messed up with my hair.

"As if I'm interested in boys. Don't joke on me, Mr. Zebeijen," I muttered and stood up. I heard him laughing, tsk! What's funny there? This guy has gone insane.

"Kyahhh-" I screamed when he grabbed my hand. I ended up losing my balance, my hands lay sinned on his broad chest…and my lips… don't asked where it landed. Just when I was going to look away, his right hand caught my nape and pinned my face deeper. He is doing it again… that dirty tongue of him is trying to make way inside my mouth. "Tsk! Until when are you going to make me wait for you to kiss me back? I might just kill you if I got bored. Anyway, that's it for today's lecture. It's a warm up lecture. You will have your lesson proper tomorrow."

He called it warm-up lecture but for me he did not really trained me. All he did was molested and harassed me, what a jerk. He would kill a person because he is bored? Gosh! What on earth is he?

Why am I asking a question with an obvious answer? −He is Schutand's trusted man. Keir Zabeijin is a mafia boy with a perverted personality!

I wonder what kind of person are the other mafia boys? Are they the same with Keir? Or they are likely serious… Schutand version, perhaps?

"Do you want us to stay like this forever?" he winked at me. Damn those eyes! I want to pluck them out.

I stood up and asked, "Are you going to lock me up and chained me again?"

"Let's ask, Bigboss then." He smiled and intertwined his finger on mine.

I heaved a heavy sigh and asked myself, 'How did I end up held hostage in this hell? Why does this guy see me as his toy?'

We went inside the Mansion and headed to the Rococo style Sala of Schutand. It is my first time entering his mansion since I am locked up in the basement of the storage house which is separate to the Mansion. Just how rich is the Senator. Schutand Marriveles? Everything speaks of elegance and price.

"How's your training? I brought someone here. You should be thankful I had prepared this as your big day," says Schutand.

Who could it be?

"Sister rina?"

That voice… Only my little sister calls me rina. I glanced at my back and saw her smiling while biting cookies.

"What are you doing here?! This place is not for you to come! Go home, now!"

Schutand! You rascal, why did you bring my sister here?!