Henry hadn't met such a beauty for a long time. The loss of his girlfriend had made him go cold for several years and build an empire for himself. The mafia was his now. He hadn't focused on anything else, training, a bit of fucking and work were the most important things.

As you run through the streets in the dark, pouring rain, you arrive just outside your father's boxing studio. You unlock the door and open it behind you. It's totally dark and empty. A private lesson for a customer, your father shouldn't know you're here.

As you quietly enter the large hall, you hear blows against one of the punching bags. You walk on quietly when you see a tall, dark-haired man hitting one of the bags in the dark until his hands bleed. You stand still and stare at him

"Who the fuck are you girl?.." he says in a deep voice and takes off the straps around his hands