Iris was two when they sent her away to a boarding school for her safety.
But she wasn't safe at all, tortured everyday and train to be the deadliest assassins of all time.
Iris is now cold and deadly. She isn't afraid of anything except her 5 bos...
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I head up to my room even though I don't need to get ready I still want to put some makeup on and make sure my scars and bruise and covered up.
I look in the mirror to see that I'm perfectly fine and none of them are showing. I put some makeup on going for a natural look so I don't put to much on.
Happy with the out come, I put my worn out converse on and head downstairs. I saw Xander and Dante by the table talking while Marco and Xavier were sitting there with scrowls on there faces.
"Finally took you long enough." Xavier scoffed and rolled his eyes and stands up with Marco who looks bored.
"Dude you literally came down 1 minute before she did." Xander says with a smirk on his face. Xavier rolls his eyes again and huffed.
"Whatever" he muttered under his breath walking to the front door with Marco behind him. I walked with Xander and Dante and we stop at the garage with multiple cars.
Like no joke there were a ton!
"How about Iris chooses which car we take." Dante said and they all looked at me waiting for a reply.
I looked around and then pointed to a BMW i8
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"That's Marcos favorite." said Xander with a smile on his face. We walked to the car a I got in the back and so did Dante and Xander. With Marco and Xavier in front and Marco is the one driving.
When we got to the mall I could see everyone stop to look at us as we all got out and walked to the entrance. There were girls looking at me with envy and at my brothers with lust and they pushed there boobs out and pulled up there skirts.
And may I say they did not look good!
The boys looked at my brothers with jealousy and fear and looked at me with lust and smirks on there faces.
My brothers just glared at every boy that looked at me. There were whispers going around.
"Who is she?" "What is she doing with the Castinos?" "She's hot" "She's probably one of there sluts" "She's not even pretty"
