Dirty Little Secret - Not Edited

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Myla Mendez

I woke up the next morning to a banging on my door. "MYLAAAAAA!" Luna yelled from the other side of the door.

I picked up my phone and seen it was 7:30am. I woke up at 3am and decided to drink more...I was nursing a hangover today.

"MYLA!" I groaned and screamed into my pillow. "What Luna?!" She barraged into the room holding a bottle of water and dressed in gym clothes. "Come one, time to workout." I let out a fake sob and turned back to my pillow. "It's fine, I'll be fat. Just accept it." She rolled her eyes and walked over pulling open my curtains.

"Oh my god Luna" I pulled the covers over my head and crept down further. "Angelina, Matteo, Luca and Enzo are already working out! Move your ass!" I kicked one leg over the bed letting it touch the icy cold marble floor. I slid out of bed.

Litterly.

I tied my hair up in a mid pony tale, washed my face and brushed my teeth before changing into black workout shorts and a black sports bra. I slid on some black Nike 270 trainers and put on a hat to keep the sun off of my eyes whilst I worked out.

"What time is your meeting with Vince and your dad?" She asked.

"I think at like one or something. After our run I'll go speak to him though." I took my phone off of charge and walked with her through the house to our gym.

Angelina was already waiting for us. Us three decided to for a run this morning. "Ready?" I asked Angelina and she stood up from one of the matts in the gym. I looked over and seen Matteo and Luca lifting weights whilst dickhead was using the punching bag.

"Where are you guys going?" Luca called over. "A run, seeing as I'm fat!" Luna shouted back towards Matteo now. Both Angelina and I let out a chuckle before we turned to leave. "We'll go with you." Enzo puffed as he took off his hand wraps.

"Sure." Luca and Matteo said in unison. I huffed before walking off towards the front door. I hate Enzo, but I also hate running cause I just can't do it. Don't get me wrong I'm fit and healthy, I workout to keep in shape especially for missions you have to. But running. It's not my strong suit.

***

"I don't fucking care! I'll break every last bone in your body Enzo I swear to god!" I stood up from the lake I was now in. Let me explain....

**3 minutes ago**

"Who runs like that?" Enzo shouted from in front of me and Angelina who runs just as bad as myself.

"Clearly us!" Angelina shouted back I didn't have any air to breathe let alone speak. Enzo chuckled as the rest of the guys kept running. We where beside a small lake and there where lots of rocks round it. "You guys k-k-keep g-going I'm...fuck just go." I puffed sitting down on the rocks and drowning the last dribble of my water.

"This will help." I never even registered who was speaking because I was already in the lake gasping for air. I burst through the filthy water, looking round. Luna and Angelina's eye widened. Matteo and Luca had tears streaming down their faces from laughter.

And the little fucker stood in front of me, with a smirk placed on his lips. His stance shoulder width apart. Son of a bitch thinks he is the shit.

"I was just helping." He shrugged.

**now**

I walked out my running shorts now suctioned to my body, and my sports bra inflated with the father. I rang the water out of my hair and squeezed my boobs to get the water out of my bra. I splotched my way back home listening to the chuckles of the Romano brothers behind me and the scolding from both Luna and Angelina.

After getting back to the house I went straight for a shower ignoring everyone who tried to speak to me. After washing my hair over about 3 times and my body I got myself dressed in black leggings and a black oversized jumper with black heel boots. I dried and straightened my hair tying it into a low ponytail.

I headed down to my fathers office. Himself and Vince where sat in their usual seat, Enzo who was still dressed in his workout clothes was sat facing the desk.

"Hello dear." My father spoke as I closed the door behind me and walked over sitting down on the other free chair beside Enzo. "Sorry, I wouldn't have been here sooner but I had to go wash lake off me." My father and Vincent looked at each other then me. Enzo had a smug smile plastered on his face, the sick fuck that he is.

"Anyway, you'll both be leaving within the next hour for the airport. You'll get shipment of Cocaine from Narco he's the one that's been stealing it. The Russians surprisingly don't have anything to do with it." I nodded along to my father as Vince passed us each a file.

Inside it contained pictures of Narco's men moving the drugs from different boats and cars. There is also a list of people who will be going on the mission: Jackson, Jason, Nario, Martin, George, Greg...the list went on for a while.

A few years ago I went through a phase of sleeping around.

A lot.

I would go out drinking every night, find some random guy and sleep with him. I didn't have reason I was really just doing what guys do. I'm not a typical girl in the sense that I just like to sleep around, getting into a relationship and marriage and babies isn't for me.

I just don't see myself ever doing something that.

"You'll be taking down Narco and getting the ship,met back on the jet. It's your choice if you kill Narco their or if you bring him back home and kill him then." Enzo rubbed his hand together. "Oh this should be good." I gave him a distasteful look before focusing back on my father and Vince. "I'll bring him back for the torture room." Enzo snorted. "Yeah sure." I rolled my eyes before standing up and giving my father a hug.

"Be careful Myla." I smiled and kissed his cheek. "I always am." He raised his eyebrow challenging me. "Most of the time." I shrugged.

I ignored Enzo and gave Vince and nod before leaving and packing my bags.