"It's already been a week since my birthday, and not only have you still not given me my present, you haven't been fucking me anymore either! I'm not happy about it at all!" Melania grumbles.
It's a little past two in the morning. We're walking back from Frank Pyton's mansion after yet another brutal training session.
Frank insists on training us personally, and tonight, I finally found out what the deal between him and Melania was really about.
Melania never gave a shit about her father or going back to Elyndra. All she ever wanted was to escape the boring life of an ordinary human, and that's exactly what Frank offered her.
She's basically become a hired killer for Frank, although she's obviously still in training.
Eventually, we reach the entrance to Naomi's apartment building.
"So... I guess I'll head upstairs now. Thanks for walking me home," Melania murmurs shyly, lowering her head.
"Yeah. See you tomorrow night when we go to Frank's. I'll pick you up at the usual time."
