46

When the sun's rays shone on my face, I slowly woke up. Since I didn't drink too much yesterday, I don't have a headache. The others drank more than me, my brothers for example, even though they knew there was an important meeting today.

I got up slowly and luckily my feet didn't get cold, thanks to whoever invented underfloor heating. I padded into the bathroom and did my typical morning routine. I don't take a shower because I have to do it tonight anyway and I find it unnecessary to shower several times a day. I went back to my room and from there to my dressing room. I pulled out a pair of black sweatpants and a simple white crop top. I look at the clock and see that it's 10 o'clock, which means I still have a lot of time before the meeting this evening that I have to fill with something.

Finished getting dressed, I head down to the dining room. I don't put on make-up now because I've only been at home so far and then I find it unnecessary.

When I get to the dining room, I open the door and see my parents having breakfast. I really admire my parents and their marriage. Despite being married for 20 years, they are still as in love as when they met. We've never noticed them arguing, they just have differences of opinion sometimes. And another thing I admire about them is their appearance. Although my father is already 43 and my mother is 40, they still look like they are in their mid to early 30s. My paternal grandfather was previously the mafia boss of the López Mafia. My mother comes from a normal background, my father was incredibly in love with her, which is why he kidnapped her and married her. Although your marriage was difficult at first, it has developed well and you are happy together.

Our dining room consists of black paint, light gray parquet floors and a large black table that can accommodate around 20 people. There are 20 black luxurious chairs spread around the table, well spaced from each other. Large black chandeliers hang from the ceiling, illuminating the room with the large glass front that completely takes up one long side. From the glass front you have a direct view of our forecourt.

"Buenos días" I said to my parents, which was what they said back. "And how was it yesterday in the club, meeting hot guys" said my mother. To which I laughed and my father looked at her in shock and tensed up. "Catalina mi tesoro, why are you advising our daughter to meet boys, just be glad that she doesn't have a boyfriend," says my father in a tense tone. "But Fernando, our daughter is getting older, that means she will at some point "I have a boyfriend and besides, I don't mind if she meets a boy. As long as our sons don't get along with women. I want to have grandchildren at some point." I looked at her in shock and quickly sat down and started eating. Peace returns to the dining table.

After a while of silence, I broke it. "Do any of you know where Emilio and Federico are?" My parents shrugged their shoulders, but the question was answered by themselves when they both went into the dining room. They both look pretty tired and exhausted, they must have had too much sleep yesterday looked into the glass. "Buenos días" I said louder and a little with glee. Because I told them yesterday to take it slow, but they didn't listen to me. "Cecilia don't talk so loudly, it'll give you a headache," came Emilio. "You look like shit," it came from me. "Well, thank you too," said Emilio. "But let's be honest, guys, you know very well that today is an important day and you have nothing better to do than get drunk. Actually, I had another task for you, but Since you'd better sleep off your intoxication and be fit for tonight, just go to Cecilia, she's the only one of you who looks fit," said our padre. "Padre, no, we sha-," said Federico, but is interrupted by our father. "Don't argue, it's nothing big. You don't have a problem with that, do you?" he says the last part to me. "No, everything's fine, I'll do it. But what kind of mission is it?" "You have to shoot someone who hasn't paid me my money for weeks. But do it as a sniper." "Okay, no problem, it's easy." "But Father, she shouldn't go alone, that's too dangerous," came Emilio. "She isn't either, there will be bodyguards accompanying her," came my father. That's the end of the discussion, because no one can discuss things with my father for long without coming off the wrong end, except for my mother.

After dinner I went back to my room to change for the mission. I got black leather pants, a black top, a black leather jacket and black boots. I also packed my golden weapon, which I attached to the back of my pants. And two of the throwing knives that I had with me on my last mission in my jacket pockets for safety. The gun means a lot to me as it was the first gun my father gave me. I got the throwing knives from my brothers for my 15th birthday. I just love it because of the cool color.

When I was finished dressing, I went downstairs to where my brothers and my father were standing. “Drive briefly to the headquarters, where you get the bodyguards and the rest of your equipment. Take care of yourself and good luck," my father said to me. "Take care of yourself princessa," said Federico and hugged me, which Emilio imitated. I went out and got into my Bugatti, which was already there, and drove towards headquarters.

When I arrived at the headquarters, I parked my car and walked in. When I walked past the bouncers they greeted me friendly and let me go through. I also met Rafael and Felipe in the warehouse. "Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked her while hugging both of them. "Hey, we're here to chill with the other guys for a bit and what are you doing here?" Rafael said. "I have a mission, actually my brothers, but since they're totally hungover I'm taking over," I said proudly, since this is my first mission alone. The bodyguards are there, but only for my protection. "Well then, have fun on your first mission alone, cousin," Felipe said to me. We said goodbye before I disappeared into the armory. I got out a sniper rifle. After I'm done I run back out to my car, where the black van with 2 bodyguards in it is already standing behind it. I get in my car and drive off.

Since my target is going to this restaurant in a few minutes today, I am ambushing him on a building a few streets away. From here you have a perfect view of the restaurant. There are a few men waiting downstairs to clean up the mess. I prepare myself and see my target person coming shortly afterwards. I zeroed in on him with my sniper rifle and when I got him I slowly pulled the trigger. The weapon immediately gives a recoil, which I'm already used to. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. I see the ball just in front of him now. And suddenly blood oozes from my target's head, a clean shot in the head. Clean performance I would say Cecilia, I thought to myself. Killing people doesn't bother me and he wasn't the first person I've killed. When I'm working I just put my feelings aside and so it leaves me cold. I definitely inherited that from my father as he is the same way. That's why my father actually wanted to appoint me as his successor, but since I'm a woman and not a man, I'm obviously not allowed to do that because the mafia isn't a bit outdated when it comes to that sort of thing. They think a woman isn't strong enough for that. They should get their asses kicked because we have just as much power as men have. Of course we never have as much strength as a man, but it's not just about strength, but also about skill and brains, which women often have more than men, but unfortunately this is not seen. But it doesn't matter to me because I'm happy for my brother and can at least become his right hand. So I can make decisions, but I don't have full responsibility, I'm just my brother's representative.

I can already see the body being disposed of by my father's men. Luckily no one saw it and if they did they were bribed to keep quiet. Since my order was over, I packed everything up and drove off. I saw that the bodyguards were behind me. I drove back to headquarters.

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When I entered the villa again, my father asked me if everything went well, to which I replied in the affirmative and explained everything to him. You could tell it was Tölz first. Which in turn made me proud. My brothers also showed up and asked me about everything and I told them the same things I told my father. My mother is already getting ready because, like me, she always takes longer.

I see that it's already 6:00 p.m., which is why I went upstairs to get ready. The first thing I did was take a quick shower and shave my legs because my hair grows back extremely quickly. After showering, I wrapped myself in a fluffy towel and dried myself.

Then I went into my walk-in closet and took out a pair of black lace panties and a black lace-trimmed strapless bra. I went back into the bathroom and blow-dried and combed my hair.

I went back into my walk-in closet and took out a long black dress. Which is tight-fitting, sleeveless and has a large slit down the leg that starts between the middle and beginning of the thigh. I went back to my room and got my curlers. First I gave myself light curls, which I then put into a loose high bun and let out individual strands. I curled the individual strands again and my hairstyle was finished. Then I started putting on more make-up with foundation, concealer, a burgundy colored eyeshadow and glittering eyeshadow, blush, brown eyebrow pencil, burgundy colored lipstick and fake eyelashes. I put on black high heels with high laces.

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I quickly grabbed my small Louis Vuitton handbag, where I put my cell phone, wallet, gun and two throwing knives. I also made a holder for another weapon on the other side, where there isn't the leg slot, and put one in there too. Actually, nothing was supposed to happen at the meeting, but you never know what might happen. I quickly grabbed a black coat, which I tied around myself since it was a cool evening. Since I was finished, I quickly checked my outfit in the mirror and found it looked very good, which is why I went downstairs. I quickly looked at my phone and realized that it was already 7:30 p.m. and we wanted to meet the other mafia at 8 p.m. Where I still don't know who they are, but my father won't tell anything either. Which really annoys me.

I meet everyone else downstairs, apparently I'm the last one. Yikes, but whatever, as the saying goes, the best comes last. Fun. I take a quick look at everyone. My mother is wearing a long black dress just like me, but without a leg slit and with spaghetti straps. It's fitted at the top and then goes down like an A-line. She also wears black high heels but without laces and, like me, a black coat. She looks adorable, which my father also notices because he doesn't take his eyes off her. He wears a black suit with a black shirt and black leather shoes. My brothers are walking the same way again, both of them are wearing a black suit with a black shirt, but they don't wear leather shoes like our father. Just normal black sneakers. I notice we're all dressed entirely in black, which is normal in the mafia. Familia en negro. Since we are meeting on neutral ground, we are going to a restaurant that has been left empty for the day. We simply reserved the entire restaurant and specified that there should only be a few waiters and cooks and not too many staff.

We walk out of the house and see the big black limousine ancestors. We all get in elegantly one after the other. We sit next to each other one after the other. At the front was my father, then my mother, Federico, me and finally Emilio. As we sit inside, the limo starts driving.

Since I can already imagine that it's some arrogant family and I can't stand it without alcohol, I got a bottle of champagne from the bar that was set up. My father looks at me critically, but it's his own fault, he says not what kind of family it is that you can adjust to. I filled up a whole glass and then asked, "Who else wants it?" to which my brothers nodded and my parents said no, they were not fun. So I filled two more glasses and handed them to my brothers. We toasted and then drank slowly the glass until the lemonade came to a stop again, since we were apparently there.

When the door is opened and we all get out one after the other, where my mother and I shake hands, I see another limousine standing there, which means the other mafia must already be there. I checked again that I had everything and hooked myself onto Federico's arm like my mother did to my father. Our parents are at the front, then Federico and I and Emilio to my left.

Inside the restaurant there is another entrance compartment where you cannot yet see the dining room. Our coats are taken away, which I didn't find a problem with until they wanted to take my handbag. "Hands off," I hissed. "Miss, we have to check for weapons," he said. To which I looked at him in shock. "I still won't give them my bag," I hissed at him again, only louder this time. "Cecilia, give him the bag, there is a ban on weapons in the hall," he said to me in a calm tone. "Were the other mafia's weapons also taken away?" I asked my father. "Of course, if they had any at all," he said again. I slowly gave them my bag where they found one of my normal weapons and my two throwing knives. The guy looked at me in shock and put them in a basket. "I've never seen a girl with weapons before and I swear to you, if I don't get my weapons back intact later, I'll put them down," I hissed at him louder again. He flinched and nodded quickly. Well, go ahead. My father looked I was annoyed at me, but I ignored it, my triumph is far too great. My parents are also having their guns confiscated. Although I'm sure that my mother, like me, still has a gun on her. No, and the guy just It's too stupid to discover it, just like it was for me. I'm not sure about my brothers and father because they have a harder time hiding the weapon. But anyway, it's called Girl Power.

When we finally enter the dining room, I am shocked. I open my eyes in shock. Please what? This isn't true, am I in the wrong movie?