The sun’s rays shone through my windows, lighting up the entire room. A loud continuous sound was coming from outside my room and I wanted to know what it was. So I slipped my dressing gown on and open the glass door that led to my balcony.
Angelo was out in the back yard hitting baseballs that were being fired from a machine. The noise I had heard was the sound of the metal bat connecting with the ball.
“Good morning, Angelo!” I called out to him.
He turned around to see where the source of my voice was when the machine pitched another ball. It went flying straight at Angelo and before I could tell him to dodge it, the ball hit him square in the chest and he was sent flying backwards from the impact.
“Oh my God!” I cried, jumping down from the balcony and running to where Angelo lay. “Are you okay?” I asked after quickly switching the pitching machine off.
Angelo sat up and rubbed the back of his head. “I’m fine, Principessa, just a little winded.” He told me. Then he looked up to the balcony on the second floor of the mansion that I had just jumped off. “How did you do that?” he asked.
“Um…adrenaline?” My excuse was stupid and not well thought up. I mentally kicked myself.
Angelo looked as though he didn’t believe me. Good. He’s a smart one.
“Okay, I’ll tell you. I was trained by one of the elite seven. His name was Soldato.” I said.
“Soldato? I know him!” Angelo said.
I was shocked. “Seriously?”
“Yeah, he trained me and Rico for a bit when we were younger. Also, Renato is one of the seven too.” Angelo smiled.
My mouth hung open and I was sure I looked like a fish. “You’re kidding, right?”
Angelo shook his head. “It wasn’t for long, though. He was rarely with us.”
“That’s probably because he was with me.” I said more to myself than to Angelo. Then I realised what I just said and added, “Obviously.”
Angelo laughed and ran a hand through his jet black hair. He looked at the sweat that was now on his hand and stood up. “I should go and get ready. I advise you don’t wonder around the grounds in your nightclothes, Principessa. They’ll get dirty.”
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Mafia Girl
ActionLife in Italy is normally relaxing... unless your Father is the head of an infamous mafia family. Liona's dad, Niccolo Zaffiro, organizes for an arrangement between his daughter and Tino Tesoro, the boss of the Cielo Family. So sent away to live in...