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The party had been going on for a while and I was starting to notice the alcohol more and more. It's not like I was completely drunk, but I noticed slight balance problems and that I slurred slightly. I'm currently on the improvised dance floor in our second living room with Lucia, Candelaria, Rafael and Liliana, where we've pushed all the furniture to the side.

Our dancing, which he was swaying about, was interrupted by Emilio shouting, "Hola, let's mix up the party a bit and if you want, you can join me in the other living room." I didn't know that something like that was planned, but there I don't have a problem with it, it doesn't bother me either. "Shall we play?" Candelaria asked. "I don't know," I said, to which Lucia replied, "Oh come on, it'll be fun." "Estoy de acuerdo, but not for long," I said, to which they nodded in agreement.

So we went into the other living room. There were already a few people there, including my brothers, the boys, Acaimo, Santiago and other boys and girls, but I didn't know all of them because I simply invited all the mafia children. We sat in the circle where there was still space. Now I was sitting next to Federico and Lucia and opposite me was Santiago, which I only noticed when I looked up. In the middle of the circle were black plastic cups and a few liquors, juices and cans of Red Bull. I grabbed a cup and filled it with vodka and Red Bull. When everyone had a cup in their hands, Emilio began to explain the rule. There is always a question that always starts with I've never done it and whoever drinks has already done it and whoever doesn't drink hasn't done it yet. Since we all already knew the game, he didn't have to explain it for so long. First it started with a girl I've never seen before, someone probably brought her with them, "I've never stolen anything before." Almost all of us had to laugh at that because the question was so stupid, at a party hosted by a mafia family . Almost everyone had a drink except for the girl and a few others, you could clearly see that she was shocked about it. Next up was some guy who asked, "I've never lied to a police officer." Most of them had to drink again because that's normal for us, even if it only happens rarely because the police don't actually get involved because they're too afraid of us and when they do, they quickly regret it.

It went on for a few more rounds with just simple things. Now it was Candelaria's turn and asked, "I've never kissed anyone and then regretted it." This time not too many drank, but Lucia, Candelaria and I did. "Who?" Federico asked, to which I just said "relájate". Annoyed, he went to the back because he knew he wouldn't get an answer to that. You have to be honest, this will happen to every girl at some point. Now it was Lucia's turn and asked "I have never blamed anyone else, even though it was me." A lot of people had to drink to that, including me, because this kind of thing happens a lot when I blame it on my brothers, for example. I looked at you with a devilish grin, which you responded with a venomous look, as this has often caused you stress with our parents. Still with a slight grin on my face, I now asked my question, "I've never smoked a joint." A few people had to drink to that, including the boys and the Sánchez brothers, but not me. Because I don't believe in drugs , nothing that easy. Of course I also sell them and sell them and buy them, but I don't consume them and that's the difference. Because I know that what we're doing is wrong, but we don't know any different and have become born into the mafia, so there is no escape. And the culprits are actually the consumers, after all, no one forced you to take the stuff and it is your own decision to take something like that or leave it be, like me. Of course there is There are addicts who want to get away from it but can't, but it still doesn't change the fact that you usually know from the first time you take it that drugs can be addictive and in my opinion it's their own fault. I knew that my brothers had smoked before, I made an announcement to you and you promised never to do it again, which you did. But somehow it doesn't surprise me about the others either.

Next up was Federico, he said "I've never had a one-night stand before." Mierda, my brothers don't know about it, I already had my first time. I was drunk at a party and so was the guy, If I could, I would undo it, but unfortunately I can't. Although I don't think it's too bad, because in my opinion too much importance is attached to the first time, but it's not really any more special than the other times , since it's usually rather painful. Luckily, because I was drunk, I didn't really feel any pain. When I came back from my thoughts, I saw about three quarters of the group drinking, but not my girls. I took the cup slowly to my lips and tried not to look at anyone. When I put the cup to my lips and drank from it, almost everyone suddenly looked at me. Can't they look somewhere else. My friends, apart from Lucia and Candelaria, look at me in shock because I I only told the two of them. After that I cautiously looked straight where I looked directly into Santiago's face, he looked quite tense and if I'm not mistaken even slightly angry as he slightly crushed his cup. But I'm probably just imagining it because of the alcohol. The loud roaring voice of my brother Federico tore me away from Santiago. "Which Hijo de puta slept with my sister?" I looked at him in shock, as I didn't hear him scream too often. He and Emilio looked pretty angry and would probably want to kill whoever did it. Normally it holds up The protective instinct is limited, as you don't actually comment too much on my clothes, as I also like to dress more revealingly, but you seem to run out of patience when it comes to things like that. But since that's not possible here, I don't think so now It's great that he's screaming so loudly that everyone can probably hear it, despite the music. "Be quiet, it's nobody's business here and it's none of yours either," I said to him calmly, as I didn't want to stress him out any further wanted to bring a palm tree. "That's none of our business, Cecilia, I want to know who deflowered my sister," he shouted again. He can't speak quietly. "Estoy de acuerdo, I'll tell you tomorrow prometido, but now be quiet," I said again quieter, whereupon he sat down again. Which made me take a deep breath, he was still tense, but it was better than yelling anymore. It was as certain as amen in church that tomorrow would be a long conversation, but I can manage it. Take heart in Cecilia, I said to myself.

Since no one wanted to play the game anymore, we decided to play spin the bottle. We placed one of the empty alcohol bottles in the middle and put the rest to the side so that it was easier to turn the bottle. The person who spins the bottle has to kiss the person the bottle head is pointing at. So it can also be that a boy has to kiss a boy or a girl has to kiss a girl, but that doesn't matter. My brothers are against me taking part, but I don't really care because it's my life, my decision and my birthday. And since I'm the one of us who wins the discussion, they let me continue the discussion since there were already

a few people in it anyway, so Acaimo had to kiss Rafael and that was so sweet. Because the two of them were embarrassed at first and both turned red before and after the kiss, but so sweet. My brothers and Felipe kissed some girls, which you could call eating them out, which is pretty disgusting considering the little sister watched her brothers half eat girls in front of you. Lucia and Candelaria also had to kiss some guys, which was more of a smooch because they seemed uncomfortable with it. Liliana wasn't allowed to play because her brothers forbade her to, which I don't understand. Why she doesn't get her way, she's her own boss and not her brothers. If your parents had said that, I can still understand it, but not with your brothers, they don't have any more say than you just because one of them is older.

I was brought out of my thoughts again when I felt a lot of eyes on me. I looked at everyone confused until I checked it and looked down to see the bottle pointing in my direction. Mierda, what's the point now, turn somewhere else. I looked to my right where Lucia was sitting, grinning at me and pointing in the direction in front of me. Then I looked to my left where Federico was sitting. He now looked tense again, which made me look straight ahead. Right in Santiago's face, why does he have such a big grin on his face? I was probably amused by my questioning face about what was going on here. But suddenly it hit me like scales. Mierda, Santiago spun the bottle, he has to kiss me. I don't have a problem with it per se, after all it's not my first and he's hot and totally my type, but we're talking about Santiago here. The most conceited and annoying guy in the world.

He slowly came towards me, where he sat back down on the ground directly in front of me. He looked deep into my eyes and looked at me questioningly, which I responded with a nod because I didn't want to be portrayed as afraid. He carefully approaches my face and places one of his large, warm hands on my cheek. They were slightly rough, but also soft. My cheek burns from his gentle touch and my stomach tingles strangely, making me afraid my food is about to come back up. He came even closer to me until no leaf could fit between our lips. And suddenly his lips touched mine very gently and then applied slight pressure. It feels like fireworks explode in my stomach and I feel weightless. Mierda what is that? But it feels good, which is why I return the kiss and put one of my hands on his cheek. Suddenly I felt a hand on my waist, pulling me onto his lap. I was now straddling him as we still kissed gently, but it became more of a passion. His hand was still resting on my waist and cheek and I placed one hand on his cheek and I placed the other on his shoulder for support. His tongue gently stroked my bottom lip. Of course I knew what he wanted, but since I didn't want to give in, I didn't allow him entry. He let me know that he didn't like it by reaching in harder with his hand that was on my waist, which made me squeal. Of course he immediately took advantage of this and ran his tongue around my mouth. He greedily explored my mouth with his tongue, but was still gentle about it. I slowly let my tongue out and explored his mouth. Our tongues played around each other and fought for dominance. He didn't want to give in and neither did I. I could feel through his pants that this didn't leave him cold and that he was apparently well endowed, but I wasn't allowed to say anything because I could also feel my wetness through my panties. Why does he make me feel like this?

After a while we separated due to shortness of breath. I immediately jumped away from him. Mierda, what am I doing? Cecilia you are so stupid. I immediately became you and sat back in my old seat. There I saw how my brothers were very tense and probably wanted to kill Santiago. I'm actually surprised why they didn't pull me away, but apparently even you find Santiago's attitude intimidating. The girls were grinning from ear to ear and I was just shocked at myself. A few other girls looked at me with venom, but I ignored them. It wasn't until shortly afterwards that I dared to look in Santiago's direction again. He just got up again and sat back in his seat with a grin. When he looked at me too, I blushed slightly again, but tried to suppress it, which seemed to help at least a little. Luckily no one said anything because I didn't know what to say. I just tried not to look at his face and that's how I got through tonight or night. It shouldn't last too long anyway. Because soon we will send everyone home except our friends. But shit, I'll see him again tomorrow. Whatever, I just try to avoid him. It'll work out. Always stay optimistic Cecilia, I encourage myself. Hopefully I'm right about that too.