The Mafia Boss's Claim (Undergoing Editing,Do Not Read)

~Chapter 33~

Scarlett's POV

I stepped out of the room and the sight of Lucien's firm chest and muscles greeted me and I looked over his shoulder to find the voice that called out.I furrowed my eyes when a guy stepped forward with a big smile on his face and spread his arms out like he was going to embrace someone.

"Lucien who's baby doll over here?"he asked as he stopped directly infront of us and I saw Lucien roll his eyes with a small smile on his face.

"I'm Scarlett and who are you?"I asked and he grinned even bigger if that was even possible.

"Pretty name for a pretty lady.Well I'm Marcello,"he said and went to kiss my hand but I turned my hand sideways and greeted him in a handshake instead.

"Hands off Marcello,"Lucien spoke up and wrapped his two muscular and tanned arms around me in a possessive way.His 6'4 form towering over my much shorter height.

"Oh,"he said in recognition and I smiled tight lipped at him.

Lucien led us through the building to an area that had an open spaced area with a boxing ring and other gym equipment.

"Princess,have you ever had self defense classes?"I nodded my had and he motioned me over to the ring and handed me hand wraps.I climbed in through the ropes and I stood in my fighting stance.My mother used to take me to my uncle so he could teach me self defense.My father's abuse got so worse that I had to sleep with a knife in my nightstand.

"Good you got the first step right,"he murmured and I slightly smiled.

We circled each other and I assessed him.His stance was perfect.Ready to pounce at any moment.

"What made you get into self defense?"he asked and aimed a punch to my gut which I blocked.

"Long story,"I muttered and tried to jab him in the ribs with my elbow.He grabbed it and pushed me aside.I jumped on his back and hooked my ankled in between his legs and squeezed.He fell on his knees and I twisted his arm around his back.

"I have time,"he said and threw me by my arm on my back.I groaned and stood up before he could straddle me and get hits in.

"I know you looked through my identification file.So you probably know my father is in prison for domestic violence and attempt of murder,"I muttered and punched him in the gut.He groaned but shook his head.

"Yes I got Ace to do it.Though I only knew about domestic violence,"he said and narrowed his eyes at me.He led me out of the ring after a few more punches here and there.

"Well,when I was about eleven I got home from school and saw my father choking my mother and spewing curses at her.I went to help her but she mouthed to me that I should go hide,"I sighed and chugged half a water bottle down.Lucien pulled me up from the floor and to a table where knives,daggers and hand guns laid.

"I always knew I should listen to what my mother said and silently ran off to my room and hid in the closet.My father wasn't always like that.We were less than fortunate and lived in a little cheap rundown house.He started having a gambling and alcohol addiction.Long story short he got involved with gangs and loaned money from them.He couldn't pay them off and turned to being abusive towards my mom and I,"I said and twirled a dagger between my fingers before throwing it into the target spot.

"We tried to run away but it was no use.We had no money and he found us at my aunt's house.At that time I was fifteen.The abuse had only gotten worse and he began using knives,"I said and lift my left arm up that revealed a massive scar that ran from my armpit to the beginning of my forearm.

"Son of a bitch,"I could hear Lucien mutter and I put my arm down.

"I was a highly intelligent child and at age fifteen I was already a senior in high school.My mom wanted me to succeed and get out of Boston and away from my father.Therefore she worked her ass off as a nurse to save for my college tuition and the rest of my high school fees.She barely ate.And one day when I returned from my aunt's house,I heard a gunshot and surely,my mom had a bullet through her shouder.I stabbed my father in the leg and ran off to my room with my mom.I treated her wound the best I could before calling the police.Father bursted through the doors and knocked me out.When I woke up my mom and I were in a hospital and he was in jail,"I finished.

"Well shit.I'm sorry,"he said and guided me towards the shooting range.