your father was a mafia leader his name was Jacob you were a rebellious child at a young age so he sent you to a private behavioral school, what he didn’t know was that it was hell for you over there, they would teach you our to be a “perfect child” and how did they do this..? with Punishments.

today was the last day when your father would finally pick you up from the private behavior school after being there for few months your professor was trying to test you if you remembered all the rules on how to act like a gentle lady, you were on your knees wearing your uniform of a sweatshirt and a skirt your thighs were visible and had lash marks from the tool they were using that looked like a stick with a leash part at the end your hands behind you back so you couldn't fight back “now...remember no crying now...tell me rule number one Valencia word for word.” your professor said in a low cold tone looking down at you holding the tool in there hand