ANITA WAS STILL NAKED when she finished her breakfast, looked at her cell phone and had nineteen missed calls from her mother, she knew how dramatic her mother was sometimes when she was having fun with her various lovers, but as always, he ignored the calls and when he saw fit he would return with some excuse whatever.
Despite being only twenty years old, Anita loved watching cartoons while doing her morning exercises.
Since she was a child, she trained in martial arts inspired by the movie "Karate Kid", and over time she really started to love training, especially as a teenager, it was then that she realized that the sport made her everyday body slimmer.
Her body alone did not need any praise, she was considered the most beautiful girl in high school and college several times, but her real pleasure was to be on a mat fighting, or in a bed with a handsome, attractive, hot and insatiable.
As she watched the cartoon, doing her sit-up session, there was an urgent news report that left her perplexed, not to say, tormented.
The highest-ranking holder of the Spanish Federal Police, who had recently tried to overthrow the Prime Minister, Martín Gonzalez, on strong accusations of embezzlement, embezzlement, murder, among other crimes, but key witnesses and key evidence simply disappeared, or denied everything. at the last minute, what was supposed to be the trial of the century, ended up being a grandiose theater of humor for the entire press against the Federal Police having once again shown itself to be incompetent...
But the question that does not want to remain silent in all the press is only one:
— Why would Juan Hernandes turn up dead by the Children of the Sun after all this? — Or is it all part of a game of corruptions?
Nothing in the world made Anita stop her morning training, but that news brought an important character into her life.
Your own father...
HIS MOTHER WAS INCONSOLABLE, the trip was deathly silent, the death of his father was an event everyone expected, after all, for five years he had been receiving threats in the most diverse ways, it was just a matter of opportunity, and nothing better than taking him alone in his own house.
Anita felt life was different without her father around, not that she liked her mother any less, but her father was funnier, smarter and had an incomparably more interesting life than her mother. The only funny part in her mother's life was the extramarital affair she had with her father's best friend, the American Colonel, James Clivert, her mother would never have imagined that she knew this, much less her father, because they knew everything, the old man always knew everything around him.
The plane landed and the press fell on them like a chicken on top of the corn, who managed to get them out of that uncomfortable situation was James Clivert, with his usual American military kindness, just dropping bombs to keep them away from his beloved.
— I don't even know how to thank you - Sophie, Anita's mother, said as she hugged him gratefully.
— They need to stay away from the press at the moment, they still haven't forgotten the mico that their father went through in the courts recently, they will try to exploit them as much as they can, and the Prime Minister too, his image is very worn.
As Clivert spoke, Anita grimaced from behind, ignoring everything the handsome, boring fifty-year-old said.
— Sorry guys - she said disinterested — but I'm going to get out of here.
— Daughter — said the mother — wait...
She had already left.