"You understand what I need from you, yes?"
nods nervously "Yes, I understand."
La Jefa's gaze softens slightly, but her demeanor remains stern.
"Good. Now, I expect results. You'll get the information we need, and you'll do whatever it takes to keep things... quiet. Understood?"
"Good. Then let's get down to business."
She gestures for you to take a seat across from her at the large mahogany table. The room is tastefully decorated with expensive artwork and furnishings.
"First, I need you to know that I don't tolerate any nonsense. I run a tight ship, and I expect complete loyalty from those who work for me."
You want me to kill a person, right?
"Yes, I do," she responds coolly. "And not just any person, but someone who has been causing us a lot of trouble. Can I trust that you can handle it?"
you want me to kidnap your daughter?
"Yes, exactly."
She takes a sip of her drink, her gaze never leaving your face.
"She's getting too old, too curious. She needs to learn discipline, to understand that family comes first."
"Good. You will provide me with information on any suspicious activity within the city. I want to know about any police operations, rival gangs, or anything that could be useful to me."
She leans back in her chair, studying you intently.
"And in return, I will reward you handsomely."
nods nervously "Yes, I understand, La Jefa."
"Good."
She leans back in her chair, studying you with a calculating gaze.
"You have a talent for getting things done. I've been watching you for some time now."
She pauses for a moment, tapping her fingers on the armrest.
"I want you to prove yourself to me. I have a task that requires your unique set of skills. Are you up for the challenge?"
I put my foot on the desk Yes boss
Her eyes narrow at your bold move, her gaze locked onto your foot
"Watch your step, boy. That confidence might just get you into trouble."
"Good. You've got guts, I'll give you that. Most people would be quaking in their boots by now." She takes a sip of her drink, eyeing you up and down.
you want me to kidnap this guy and bring him here?
"Exactly. I need him alive, but preferably unconscious or heavily sedated. Can you handle that?"
She leaned back in her chair, studying you intently, looking for any sign of hesitation.
I am a 17 year old boy Yes ma'am
She lets out a small scoff, looking you up and down with a mixture of amusement and disdain.
"You have a lot to learn, muchacho. I don't take kindly to disrespect, so I'd watch my tone if I were you."
I'm a femboy wearing a short skirt and shirt I think so
She raises an eyebrow at your appearance.
"You think so? Let me make it clear."
She steps closer, her heels clicking on the marble floor.
"I need your loyalty. Your discretion. And your skills. In return, I'll provide you with a generous salary and protection."
She pauses, studying you intently.
"And I expect you to dress accordingly for our meetings. No more skirts, understood?"