Imana, a young mother, made a bold decision when Brayson and Blyana were only a year old. She knew that staying with their family would cause irreparable damage to her beloved twins. She ran away with them.
Fourteen years had passed since Tobias' t...
I’m so bored of being bored because being bored is really boring.
Blyana pov…
“Miss Clarke, are you okay?” Gordon asked me. “I’m fine, just bored. I’d rather kill someone than be here just training. I haven’t killed someone in a while.” I stopped doing the push ups and looked at him.
“Tonight, you will probably be able to kill more than 20 people so your wish will come true.” I smiled and went back to doing the 100 push ups. I’ve done 97 so three more to go.
Robert knows that I have an ED. Yes, he is an evil man but he wanted to be kind and help me. I’m still recovering but I have been able to eat more than usual. I haven’t thrown up for more than three months which is a good thing.
I have gained more weight but not a lot. Thanks to this unnecessary training my body has become more fit, my bum is bigger than before and my stamina has increased drastically.
I have to thank Robert for that one.
“98, 99…100.” I stand up and stretch my arms and legs.
I heard the door open and I turned to see a fucking dickhead but dragging someone on the floor. Gordon got back into acting while I looked at Marcel with no emotion.
“You have a new friend.” He dumped the person on the floor. There was a small sack over their head and their hands were tied back.
Marcel walked up to me, “You know, we could have had something together but you still choose that little white boy over me.” he caressed my cheek and I rolled my eyes. I slapped his hand away from me, “I don’t even know who you are.”
He scoffed, “You will know when you're under me.” he smirked and I looked at him up and down. “Anyway, help him train.” he winked at me and walked out. The door closed and Gordon jogged over to the guy.
I sighed and walked behind him, crossing my arms.
He removed the sack and I looked at his face.
He had a bruise just under his eye and his lip was busted in the side.
“Who the fuck are you?” He asked, breathing heavily. He looked at me and his eyes widened, “Blyana Bennett?” I furrowed my eyebrows. “I still prefer Clarke but how do you know me?” I walked closer to him.
“Well, you're the Nigerian mafia princess, the Aelin Empire ruler and Corbin’s girlfriend.”
“How do you know Corbin?” I asked. “We're friends, childhood friends to be exact. I’m Dom Rivers, heir to the American mafia.” I nodded. “That explains the accent.” I sat down and Gordon untied his hands.
“Wait, how did you get here?” I asked. “I don’t know why I’m here but I was coming from my friends house late at night. I felt something being pressed into my neck and now I’m here.” He sighed.
“You're still here, huh?” I looked at him. “Corbin is a mess. He keeps drinking, he hasn't shaved for months, he doesn't sleep, he was always in his room hacking and looking for you." I sighed heavily. "It was my fault that he was in hospital though. He almost died."
"He doesn't care though, he loves you. I've never heard him ever talk about a girl like that though. If she talked about a girl then it was either his mum or little sister but you, you're different." He smiled.
"Miss Clarke, we have an hour left of training and a couple hours left until the mission commences." I nodded and stood up. "Huh? What mission?" Dom stood up as well.
"I will explain but let's just do a little exercise for tonight." He looked confused but still nodded. "And don't worry about him, he's on our side." I pointed at Gordon and he nodded again.
A lot will go down.
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