Chapter 238 - Two Hundred And Thirty-eight: The Meeting (1/2)

Reina's point of view

”Oof,” I let out a quick breath when Andrew threw me over his shoulder for the umpteenth time already. Gosh, why was he so damn strong?!

I swear I defeated my father the last time we had a duel, right? A-ha! How was I such a fool! That sly old man intentionally went easy on me! Seriously, was he helping me or bringing me down! He now pampered me in training?

Maybe, I should consider Emerald being my trainer, oh no, not Emerald, I'll rather be thrown over the shoulder by Andrew than challenge that fierce, sturdy giant. Though the good news is that I have defeated him once in a fight - with trickery of course - after five hundred and three trials; I mark all my failures.

”We've been going at this for two hours already, can't we go for a break?” I pleaded, pouting my lips, and fluttered my eyelashes at Andrew.

I prayed this tactic worked- it had been effective on my father so far. I was so damn tired and my muscles were aching - my butt, to be precise. The downside of being a part of the Armani Family or falcon Gang or Sakuzi clan or whatever else they referred to, was that you get to train like a superhuman.

As a crime family, we often stepped on the toes of other powerful factions which made dirty altercations the norm of the day. Thanks to that, we had to be physically and mentally prepared for any attack and that included proficiency in hand-to-hand combat; incorporating techniques from martial arts, and swift handling of weapons.

Yes, we were served and protected by the gang members but what if they're taken out and we found ourselves to be the last one standing? Of course, fight to the death.

These people had this stupid mental conception that if they had to die, they should die alongside their enemies. So in conclusion, we all had to be able to protect ourselves in times of danger hence the strict training.

”Stand up!” Andrew, my current cold-hearted trainer boomed at me.

”No, you better kill me first ” I sprawled out fully on the ground, he should do his worst. Why was he so cold-hearted?

”Please, let's just take a break,” I pouted my lips more. Why couldn't he find me irresistible? A lot of men had been won over by my wiles, he wouldn't be any different, right?

”What have you been doing over the past months to have fallen to this level? Playing away your time when you should be stringent with practicing your skills?” he asked, literally shooting fire from his eyes.

”I had just been behind a desk planning the ultimate revenge” I groaned, refusing to be on my feet to his annoyance.

”That's no excuse. Get to your feet this instant, Reina,” the heartless man said, walking over to me.

”No, don't come over,” I crawled away from him but he didn't stop until he was within physical reach and tried to grasp onto me.

Like an agile cat, I grab his arms and put him in submission hold before he could retaliate.

”Haa!” I laughed, ”Who's the winner now?” Andrew went red in the face from the extreme pain.

I applied a kind of grappling technique called the joint lock which involves manipulating Andrew's joint in such a way that they reach their maximal degree of motion and hyperextension.

”Give up now!” I increased the tension. His face was extremely red yet he shook his head stubbornly, indicating that he wouldn't summit.

However, I began to worry when Andrew rose gradually to his feet with a primal grunt amid the pressure, bringing me up with him. He successfully stood and grabbed my arm to inflict the same pain yet I slipped out of his arms or so I thought cause he grasped me by my wrist.

I tried to trip Andrew but miscalculated hence brought his whole weight on me, we fell to the ground with a thud.

Gosh, he was so heavy.

With a pained moan, I lifted my head to see that Andrew's face had been squished in between my chest. I wanted to sock him on the jaw but a memory flashed in my head.

”You?” My mouth fell open after a memory of the both of us playing In the background at night resurfaced.

For the first time since I've known Andrew, he blushed from embarrassment and tried to leave my body but I wrapped my hand around his neck, stopping him from moving.

My gaze searched his face and for the first time, realized he looked strangely familiar; as if we've met before - and did more than just conversation.