*Book 1*
Rosalía was adopted from a strange couple in Madrid at the age 7. She barely remembers her childhood from when she lived in Barcelona before she was adopted. She always knew she was different but couldnt figure it out.
Until one night on h...
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I sit down actually thinking about what he said to me. Why do I even care that he thinks I am beautiful or in pain? He kidnapped me and shot my mother. I hate him.. I am supposed to hate him.
But I care.
I roll my eyes and head to bed.
A few weeks later..
Right after my leg healed it was back to training with Juan. I have definitely gotten better in fighting that Juan feels like I could kick his ass.
He was very shocked at the skills I had that even I can't remember having in the first place.
I no longer have flashes during training. Which was very odd. Maybe I could ask Rafael if he remembers anything about me fighting when I was younger because I can't remember knowing how to do what I do now.
"We were supposed to start with weapons a few weeks ago but Francesco advised for you to heal first. He also told me that you have been avoiding him. Is that true?" Juan ask.
I swing a punch at Juan's face but he catches my fist. I pick my leg and swing it at his stomach catching him off guard. He let go of my fist and I punch him in the jaw.
I gasp as I realized what I just did. I didn't mean to go that hard.
He spits out blood and nods. "It's ok you're getting better, you're ready for more now. Tomorrow you will start using guns and knives".
I nod slowly not bothering to refuse it because it was time to not train on defending myself anymore.
Juan asking me about Francesco and why I was avoiding him really stirred me up. I just got angry as he asked that question.
"Juan really.. I am serious. I didn't mean to go that hard. I just got angry when you asked about Francesco. Don't tell him but I have been avoiding him because well he's cold to me. He acts sweet then cold. Then I remember that I am here against my will and I have no clue if my mother is ok" I sigh.
Juan looks at me and I look at him.
"You know what, forget it. You work for him so I don't know what I would gain out of telling you this".
I pick up my belongings and I head for the door. Juan grabs my arm to stop me and I look at him.
"He has good intentions for you, Rosalía. Try to trust him or at least work with him" he says softly.
I roll my eyes. Good intentions my ass.
He drops my arm and I look into Juan's eyes. Juan is the only one who actually is nice to me and here I am giving him attitude that I give to Francesco.
I take a deep breath and I smile a bit.
"Fine I'll try to tolerate Francesco. Also thank you for not being like the others Juan. It's.. comforting".
