Marcos POV
I was woken up by the sound of shouting, coming from outside my door. I brushed off pencil sharpenings and pulled a post-it note out of my hair, looks like I fell asleep at my desk again. I stood up when my door swung open, my older brother Teo ran in, grabbed me by the shoulders and shouted at me. I couldn't make out what he was saying as I'd just woken up and, like Safia says, my brain wasn't functioning properly, so I just stared at him blankly. Before I could even ask him, what was wrong, he stormed out of my room. "Weirdo" I said to myself, before shuffling towards my bed, and crawling under the covers.
I sat up as Elena came in with my breakfast on a tray and my schedule for the day. I'm glad I'm not the one taking over the cartel, too much work. "Cuándo te vas a levantar? (When are you going to get up?)" she asked, "no estoy seguro Elena, me quedaré aquí hasta que tenga algo que hacer (Not sure Elena, I'll just stay here until I have something to do)" I replied. "Crea una meta, no puedes vivir en la cama toda tu vida! Encuentra a alguien con quien acelerar tu vida, alguien que te haga feliz! (Create a goal, you can't stay in bed your whole life! Find someone to spend your life with, someone who makes you happy!)" she explained, nope, love is a waste of time. "Lo siento Elena simplemente no veo el punto (Sorry Elena, I just don't see the point)" I told her, she shook her head "What are we going to do with you" she sighed before walking out.
I got bored in my room, so I took my tray downstairs, the only thing I had on my schedule was to go to the gym, which I could do at any point in the day. I stepped into the kitchen where my two older brothers, Diego and Teo, were both shouting down their phones and typing rapidly on their laptops. Once Diego had put down the phone I walked over, "Qué pasa? (What happened?)" I asked, some of the guys keep trying to start fights with the Irish mafia, their guys too. Teo by now had also put his phone down, " I told you this last night!" he shouted, if you hadn't already noticed, he loves shouting. "Thats what you were saying?" I asked "SÍ" he screamed, "DEJA DE GRITAR! mis oídos están a punto de sangrar.(STOP SHOUTING! My ears are about to bleed.)" Diego exclaimed, Teo glared at him but kept his mouth shut. "Anything I can do?" I asked, "Not for now, it's currently under control" said Diego, "Ok, voy a salir un poco (ok, I'm going to go out for a bit)" I told them and walked out into the hallway. My father was leaning against the stair rail looking straight at me, he signalled for me to be quiet and to follow him.
We walked into his office and he closed the door behind us, sitting down behind his desk and I sat opposite, "Hijo, antes de que digas nada, quiero que escuches todo lo que tengo que decir (Son, before you say anything, I want you to listen to everything I have to say)" he sounded serious, I nodded. " I want you to enter a contract relationship with James O'Brien's daughter...", "WHAT?!" I stood up, cutting him off "ESCÚCHAME PRIMERO (LISTEN TO ME FIRST)" he almost roared, I sat down defeated and listened to what he had to say. "She is heir to the Irish mafia, like I said, this is a contract, it's to stop the conflicts between our guys and theirs. The rest will be explained when you meet with her and her father, it won't be forever. Just until this dies down, to keep the peace. But you can't tell anyone, not even family, only the four of us know" he explained, "Está bien papá (okay dad)."
Aisling POV
After that day, there were so many conflicts with people from the Cuban Cartel, people keep coming back injured and it's giving me way too much work. The Rivera Family don't want any of this either, dad has had so many phone calls with Alvaro, he says they have an idea and that he will explain it to me later. I just want this to be over I thought as I stepped into my father's office.
I saw my father sitting with all his work scattered around, he looked up "Sit down Ash" he smiled, I sat down in the small leather chair on the other side of his desk. "The solution we came up with is a contract relationship." he said, I stared at him, my mouth hanging open. "Don't worry, its only temporary, I promised I wouldn't let you have an arranged marriage, but you cannot tell anyone, it's between the four of us." he told me, "Between who?" I questioned, "Between me, you, Alvaro and his third son. He's the same age as you and goes to the same school so it would make more sense to others, they will be less likely to suspect anything." he explained, I nodded and stood up. "The rest will be explained when we all meet together" he said as he walked around his desk and pulled me into a big dad hug, "you work so hard honey, I'm very proud of you" he smiled.
I rolled over and fell onto the floor, a tangle of fluffy pyjamas and blankets, my dog Dion jumped out of his bed and ran over to lick my face. Dion is a black cockapoo, who looks more like a sheep than a dog, he's not very clever though, so we call him Dion the Doofus. My bed is my true love, it's the reason I'm not a morning person and the reason why I look forward to the end of every day, I don't need to be in a relationship as long as I have my bed. Actually no, I don't ever need to be in a relationship, it's just a waste of time since you're going to break up in the end anyway. I don't need the stress, well, not that I currently have the choice. I'm meeting him today, Father said he goes to my school and is the same age as me, I probably have at least one class with him, right?