Kidnapped by the Mafia novel Chapter 23

Severus had left me in the trusted hands of his brother. Under 24/7 surveillance by Edward, much to his dismay. Not only did he have to begin training with me all over again, he also had to look after-baby sit- me till Severus returned. He was not alone though as Shane had also taken up duty outside my room.

From the little information Edward had slipped to me, Shane was the very first member to take oath on Severus's hand and hence he was one of the most trusted members of the gang. For now, Edward sat at the couch. Grumbling to himself while watching a K-drama I had started today.

As soon as the episode finished, he was on his feet. Stretching his arms above his head and releasing a relaxed sigh as his shoulder popped. I stared at him-horrified- but when he rotated his shoulder again, I knew that he hadn't dislocated it.

"Let's go train."

I groaned in annoyance as Edward suggested the dreaded activity. Ever since Severus had left and Edward began baby sitting me, the lessons continued for more than 3 hours. All the while, he would sit and observe or bark out random orders at random moments, sometimes even making me loose my balance. Every time we practiced a new position, he looked about ready to strangle me. But had to calm down, realizing that putting his hands on me or even touching me at all, for that matter could really end bad for him.

Since he knew this and luckily abided by Severus's demand, he brought along a stick. Using it to correct my posture every time I stood wrong, by tapping the part on my body, which I had positioned wrong. If my legs were too close, he'd tap my inner thigh as an order to put some distance between them and if they were too wide spread, he would tap the outer part of my thigh as an order to close them.

However, it was near impossible for him to correct the position of my arms with a stick, so he would drag Shane in. Much to the latter's annoyance, and direct him into the 'correct' position. Which didn't really look all that different from mine, even when I looked into the mirror, I still couldn't see a difference. Apparently, these two 'highly professional and well trained' men could see it and would just sigh if I didn't get it. telling me to move on and forget about it.

"We trained for so long yesterday, can't we take a break today?"

Edward gave me an unimpressed look and called Shane into my room.

"What was the average time Severus agreed on her training for?"

Shane responded almost immediately, unknowingly crushing my hope for relaxation.

"Minimum of three hours everyday, we are to teach her as much as we can before Boss returns because he will be taking her test soon after."

I stared at them, suddenly interested as they told me of Severus's plans.

"Really?"

Sighing to myself, I forced the negativity out of my mind and focused on the guns that Edward was searching through. I knew something worse must have happened for them to suddenly decide on teaching me how to shoot a gun but I wasn't sure if asking Edward would get me the answers I needed.

Once satisfied with the one in his hand, Edward flicked some type of a switch around the back of the pistol and handed it to me.

"Smith & Wesson M & P 9, I think you can handle this one."

He breathed out, looking as though he was still confused as I analyzed the gun, turning it sideways before staring into the nozzle. The gun was immediately snatched out of my hands as Edward stared at me with wide eyes.

"Are you out of your mind! I might've turned the safety on but Goddammit, you should know better than to point a gun to your eye."

I gave a small apologetic smile as he huffed and turned to the gun in his hand.

"Now listen closely, I won't start shooting till you learn the best way to stand when taking aim. Which of course, is easier said than done."