I sidestepped the man in front of me, going for a move Auntie Valentina taught me but was stopped and slammed to the floor.
I gasped for air, feeling the wind being knocked out of me.
“Sorry.” Hugo apologized with a sheepish smile.
I closed my eyes and internally cried, knowing my body couldn’t take another beating.
“Maybe we should take a break.” Auntie Valentina called out from outside of the fighting ring.
“Yes.” I breathed out, “I could use a break.”
It’s been a month since Valentina has started training me.
Training consists of combat, weaponry, and informational sessions where I learn everything I need to know about the business and every person who is connected to it.
The hierarchy is wider than I expected, but then again, the Italian mafia is an intricate syndicate
