Ignite

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s**t that was in a few weeks her mind would have a hissy fit. Everyone knew how rich and powerful the Caprioli empire could get anything that they wanted with just a click of their fingers. Her parents stood no chance against him and when this contract was in place, neither did she.“You need to agree to these terms, Sawyer, so we can continue.”

“What are the other terms?”

“We shall share the same room, but you will need to dress in a maid’s uniform.”

“Why?”

“So no one will take you away from me.” He looked at her. “Look, Sawyer, we have many enemies and if they get to know about you, they will try and take the opportunity to take you away from me, by doing this they won’t think twice. You won’t have to wear it during training just in my home, okay.”

She gulped, could she?

He had discussed it all with his brothers; they had come up with the ridiculous idea of putting her into a maid’s uniform. God knows what they were thinking, but he’d soon find out.

“Do we agree with these terms, Sawyer, if not, we can end this now and your bullies will continue to bully and torture you if you leave this hellhole?”

“What’s there to lose?”

“Good choice, Sawyer.” He said, handing her the pen.

She took it off him, quickly signing it, placing the pen down, regretting her decision, knowing this was going to be the worst day of her life.

“Welcome to the family. Sawyer. Training will start on Saturday. I shall be outside your house at seven am, so be up and ready. We will be going for a run first, then go to the gym where we will start on the simple exercises, weights, then onto the punch bag. I need to teach you how to use your fists, and it’s the best way to do that.”

“Okay.”

He stood up. Kissing her cheek. “This will be the start of a most beautiful friendship.”

Little did she know she’d signed her life away day.

Training

True to his word, Christiano was outside her house waiting for her in his sweatpants and a loosely fitted tee-shirt accompanied by a pair of running trainers. She’d chosen to wear her exercise crop top and leggings with her trainers. “Glad to see you took my advice to wear something sporty and comfortable, are we ready?”

“Yes.”

“Let’s go.”

They put their plugs in listening to music as they ran now and then and would make hand gestures to turn down streets or run over to the other side. They sat on the park bench to have a drink before they were on their way till they reached the gym. They did some rutile exercises before he showed her how to use the punching bags. She seemed to get the hang of it.

“You’re doing well, Sawyer, for your first time, but I’ll have to show you some techniques, so you don’t bust your hand or wrists.”

“Okay.”

“Come take a rest, and I’ll teach you how to punch properly before you use the punch bag again.”

“Okay.”

They both sat down having a drink of water before he showed her how he punched, so it wouldn’t break any bones, and he got her to do them. Before they headed out the gym, her stomach growled, and he laughed. “Guess you’re hungry too?”

“A little.”

“Come, I know somewhere that is the best food you’ll ever taste.”

She nodded, and they walked away, going to an exquisite restaurant. “I can’t afford this place, Christiano.”

“My treat.”

“Bu..”

He glared at her, so she decided not to argue.

He smiled, and they entered. They were shown to their table and were served no alcohol due to their age. “Chill Sawyer, my parents own this place okay.”

“Okay.”

They ordered pasta and chicken and ate in silence. She thanked him for taking her there and for the meal he nodded and smiled. He dropped her off at home and told her to be ready by the same time in the morning. She nodded and went inside, closing the door.