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When I woke up today I realized that I could have slept longer. But since I was full of anticipation for the day, I thought I'd just get up. Hopefully Juan pulled off the unicorn act.

Since I was the first to get dressed today, I passed the time with my cell phone and straightened my beige dress, which went down to the middle of my thighs. It was like a tic of mine, I could never just leave my clothes as they were. After a while the two of them came and we went to the cafeteria.

When we were in front of the cafeteria, the others arrived. I gave everyone a quick hug and wished them good morning. Before I got some food, which I ate in peace. But this peace was interrupted by the doors banging open. Well, who will that be? There was only one who always opened the doors as if he were God himself. Of course Santiago came walking through the door again with his gang. But Juan was missing, doesn't he dare or what? So I turned back to my food and was just about to start eating again when suddenly everyone burst out laughing. So I turned back to the door and saw Juan coming through wearing a unicorn jumpsuit. He had a blue belly in the middle and everything around the outside was white.

He looked around the area and when he saw us, he came our way. I also had to start laughing out loud. When he got to us, he looked at me and stood right in front of me. "Satisfied, I have the costume on and it suits me really well. "Do I still get my kiss?" he said arrogantly. "No, I won the bet, you lost it, so my part doesn't count," I said. "Now go away and don't forget the entire school day," I quickly added. It was really difficult to talk to him and not start laughing. "Ah, one more thing, did you already have the costume or did you have to get it first "I want to buy it again?" I wanted to know from him with a grin, to which he just ran away in annoyance without answering.

"Hey, you didn't answer my question," I shouted after him. I turned to my friends with a grin and saw that they were all laughing too. "Really great idea Lia, it could have come from me." , it came from Lucia. "Well, if you can, you can," I joked as I tossed my hair over my shoulder in a mock-arrogant manner. They laughed again, which carried me along. When friends started laughing, you just had to start laughing too, that was it normal for me.

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After class I went training with my brothers because we had to be fit during the week. I wore black leggings, a black sports bra and black Air Max for training.

When we arrived at the gym, we looked for a place where we could train undisturbed. "So I'm happy to finally be training with my favorite brothers again," I said as I hugged both of them from behind by wrapping my hands around their waists. "You only have us," Emilio said. "Yes, just be happy that this makes you my favorite brothers, otherwise of course you wouldn't be," I said amused.

"Oh, princesa, not so cheeky," said Federico and started tickling me. "Okay, stop," I managed to say, breathing heavily. But he just didn't stop. So I tried to suppress my feelings and everything, which worked, because I was always ice cold, even during missions. "That's shit, princesa, if you always suppress everything," grumbled Fede. "It's your own fault, can we finally start now?" I asked, whereupon they nodded.

We warmed up on the treadmill for half an hour and then went to the punching bags. After half an hour of kicking and punching the punching bags while giving each other tips, we went into the ring. It was always nice to train with my brothers because we were a close-knit team from a young age and always stuck together through thick and thin. Hopefully it will be like this in the future too.

In the ring, Emilio and Federico fought together first. It was close, but Emilio won, since Federico wasn't completely focused, if he was focused, he probably would have won. After that I fought Emilio. We gave each other a few punches, but they weren't too hard because we didn't want to hurt each other badly. Otherwise my brothers were always caring, but in fights we were opponents and sometimes punches and kicks were missed. I narrowly won the fight because I got Emilio to the ground quicker.

The next fight was between Federico and me. It was a slightly longer lap, but at the end I was on the ground. He offered me his hand and pulled me up. "You're getting better and better, it was really close," he said proudly. "Yes, but it's really difficult against you," I replied. "I know that, but in the outside world there is no consideration because you are a girl. You can also face very difficult opponents there that you have to outsmart," he answered.

We chatted for a bit until my cell phone started ringing. I looked at it and recognized my father's name. "Dad's calling, what does he want?" I asked, to which they just shrugged their shoulders. "If you want to know, you'll have to answer it," Emilio said. So I answered it and put it on speaker, whereupon my father's voice came: "Hola princesa, how are you?"

"We're fine and you?" I asked. "Okay too, thanks for asking. But the reason I'm calling is that I have a mission for the three of you today. You have to collect protection money from the shisha bar in near the boarding school. They haven't paid yet. I want to see the money on Friday," he said. "Okay, let's say goodbye to Dad," I promised him. After my brothers said goodbye to him, I hung up.

"So what time do we start?" I asked. "I would say we go to dinner now, then get ready and meet at the front door at 8 p.m. because it's not too crowded at that time." Federico suggested, to which Emilio and I agreed.

So we went back to the cafeteria, where we met the others. Today we had gazpacho, which was a typical Spanish dish and is a cold soup made from raw vegetables. For dessert there was a Creme Catalana, which was a cream with a caramel layer. "I'll be there later this evening," I told Lucia and Candelaria. "We too," said Emilio. "Why?" Lucia asked us. "We have a mission, but we can't tell you anything more," I explained to them. "Well then have fun," Rafael wished us. "We'll have thanks," I said with a devilish grin.

After dinner I went back to my room to change for the mission. Since we wanted to appear normal, I put on black skinny jeans and a black top with a wide neckline, which I combined with a silver belt. I put on black boots with heels because I could fight better with shoes with heels than without and the kicks were more painful for my opponents. I quickly pocketed my golden weapon, four throwing knives and a brass knuckles, which I stowed away in my clothes.

When I was finished, I went downstairs, where I found my brothers. We drove off towards the shisha bar. I drove with Federico in his black Lykan and Emilio in his black Ferrari. We discussed everything along the way. When we were there, we told Emilio everything. We decided to try politely first and if they didn't listen, we would resort to other measures. And there were a few little things like behaving inconspicuously so that we seemed like normal guests.

We ran in so that I was in the front in the middle and Fede and Emilio were slightly behind me on either side. "Where's your boss?" I asked the guy at the bar. "What's your name, mi hermosa?" the guy said back. "Again, where's your boss?" I said with more emphasis. "Mi hermosa, you're really hot when you're angry," he replied again. This guy was more than just slimy. "Where is your damn boss bastardo," Fede shouted at him as he stepped forward, whereupon he immediately caved in. "He's in his office, that's down the hall and then the last door on the right," he explained. Seriously, said a girl, people didn't take it seriously, but as soon as a boy stepped forward, they could say anything. That wasn't normal.

We walked towards his office where Federico was in front, I was in the middle and Emilio was behind me. Fede knocked and tried to open the door, but it was locked. I was about to go ahead and pick the lock, since I've been doing that all my life, when he backed up and kicked in the door. That's how it works, of course. In the office, a short, fat man in his mid-fifties sat behind a desk. The guy looked sleazy and perverted, with his greasy hair and stained white shirt. "Oh what a nice present you brought me this, how long have I had it?" he wanted to know. I seriously looked like a whore to him, what was the man thinking. "Do I look like that a whore, where is the money?" I asked him angrily. "What money, I don't have any money for you."

"We are from the López Mafia, where is the money," Federico hissed and showed his tattoo. The tattoo is a wolf, because López came from the Latin word lupus, which means wolf. The man's eyes widened in shock "I don't have the money," he said, which was a lie because I could tell by his posture. I pulled my golden gun out of my jacket and pointed it at the man. "Where is the damn money, either you give it to us or you die."

The man jumped in fear and pointed in a direction where there was nothing but a painting. Apparently it should be hidden behind it. "Well then get it," Emilio, who had been holding back until now, told him. He stood up and ran towards the safe, which was hidden behind a picture. He took out the money and gave it to us. "Well, go "It was nice doing business with you," Federico said before we left.

Fede came to me outside and hugged me. "Well done princesa, I'm so proud of you," he praised me. "Me too," agreed Emilio, who also hugged me. We got back in the cars and drove back to the boarding school. When we got out, I said goodbye to my brothers because they wanted to have another smoke. I was against it, but they didn't listen to me anyway. But I didn't smoke myself. As I was walking through the front door, I was grabbed and pushed against the wall. A hand clamped down on my mouth so I couldn't scream.

As I looked up, I could see right into the eyes of Santiago, who was resting one hand on the wall to my right and the other to my left, which was really hot. Stop what was I thinking again, get a damn hold of yourself Cecilia.

"What's that about?" I asked. "I could rather ask you that, what are you doing outside at this time?" he asked me a counter question. "That's none of your business and besides, I asked you something first," I replied. "I was smoking and you?"

"Also," I lied to save myself from this situation. "You don't believe the excuse yourself, so tell the truth," he didn't buy my lie. "It's none of your business, but I was partying," I lied again. "That's why you don't smell of alcohol and you're alone. I would judge from your outfit that you were on some mission, not partying "That means you either belong to a gang or even a mafia," he said again, whereupon I looked at him in shock. How quickly could he please recognize connections, that could become a problem. "Nonsense, believe me or not, it's your problem," I said before darting under his arms. "I'm going to find out your secret, Cecilia. You bet on it," he shouted after me, which is why I ran faster. Mierda, that couldn't happen.