...EGOR YERMOLOV...

       Money spending machine is counting their endless money as ass slapping sound roams the area mixing a swish scent of arsules of uncountable people's. Moans are hyping the surroundings . the rich old money are using their bitches or dogs as they please. Views are red. some ways are blue.

No Offense.

But I hate it.

hate to fly over my money over something this unnecessary.

Why am I here? well work calls. my work as a professional money assassin is no joke. we have to parade whenever new assignments are dealt and every time I came here . cause the rich old money love this place.

My temper was melting like a candle in its highest flame . it has been 1 hour I am here , sitting in a red as Well furnished with different sex toys on the walls room. Those were hanging like the pride they hold. at the end those are used for some nasty things.

At the moment when I was about to stand and go out to slik someone's head a short chubby pale men entered wrapping nothing but a rob around his bee size frame. He was in his late 50s. no doubt. Still I saw him cleanings the left over pre-cum from his face with a cotton toWel. I'll Hate to say that I am jealous seeing him like this. I am Russian 30 years old men with just one body count. the last women I fucked was someone grateful soul who had to die Cause she dared to deny the Russian mafia.I saw her dripping blood in front of me floating like a red Sea. I Still remember her begging me to ruin her for anyone so she won't be Currpted or be sold for body and soul.

she was also an assignment for me. she died but still forbade herself to tell My name saving me some more years of life. that wasn't helpful the Mafia's knew that it was me so they left warning for me . Did nothing cause I am their only strongest assassin. But my sin won't be unseen if I did something like that next. Am I scared? Nahhhhh.

That chubby Men sat on the couch in front of me. I uncrossed my legs leaned forward pressing my arms over my thighs.

" What's new? "

I asked. clearing my Authority. I don't care if he is some German drug dealer , someone more armed and protected person then me who holds the power to get me cut into half if they want . but that work can be done only by his men's. what is his role. I can kick him like a football here All though he does look like a football .

my Trainer had risen my Pride at my trainy days.

" no matter how powerfull the front men are. always make sure your appearance are the deadliest to make them scared the shit out ot them "

so yeah here I am making my appearance clear and strong . consumed with darkness. the next time that Men cleaned his face there was no cum left but only sweats.

" Kim Hosai Jeon. in short SAI. Your next target. Kidnap her "

with some German accents mixed voice came out of his throat as he slided a picture of girl to me on the table.

I caught a glimpse of that picture. The women..... or you can say the girl in that picture was kinda familiar to me. picking up the picture I looked more closer.

now I remember her. Same innocence and purity in a face which can't be found in another. A smile that hides many pain.

Last year I had went to Korea For one if my assignment where I had to kill a hacker who dared to hack the Malaysian Mafioso's digital system and took out many moneys without them knowing

That was the first time I saw her.

when the bullet left my gun darting the bone marrow of the hacker making him lie on the ground lifeless I heard many fearful gasps. In the middle of Daegu where the population was only 2.4 million the half was present around me. Phone clicked, call rings,. good thing I had my mask on so no the couldn't tell how I looks. And no one dared to come at 20 cm of my radiation.

only one little girl. that only girl. ain't no doubt that she was in college of lower then that. Her Small frame Fought the crowd and came in front. Her dow moonlined eyes stare at the dead body for a while then stare at me. I saw no sign of fear.

She took steps near me,

I reloaded my gun to scare her. other than that I don't kill for pleasure. I won't lay a finger on her if she is not assigned.

she was unbotherd. which bothered me. Alot.

she stopped in a distance. no too far. She looked up at me. Up close she look like a broken doll. her eyes were begging for relief.

" you kill people right.... so can you kill me too"

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that was the first and last time I saw her over all this year. I had also forgot about her and now this pic is working as a memory returner.

I looked up from the pic to That German.

" and why is that? "

I asked. I had took my vows from the day when that girl died in a Russian men's hand cause she ruined herself for anyone else. I had decided I would rather die then taking any assignments of girls dealing. still I will deny is its about human trafficking.

" ohhh there is nothing too much. it's just her father has took big debts from me and now disagree to pay back so we wanna take her girl as a thread and will keep as long as he pays it back. don't worry we won't sell her. I'll keep her like a princess. "

The smile He gave me after the statement was cockey.

" how can I believe you? "

I asked. A bed cracking sound crackled from one of the room outside.

" you see like the bed you can crack my neck if I liked "

with the same cockey smile that men said again.

I don't wanna believe him but I really wanna see her again. I hate to say that. but let's take chance. he gave guarantee that I can snap his neck if he betrayed then I am no less of a monster .

I stood up with the picture in my hands.

" deal is clear send me her address In Daegu I'll go catch this boll"

I walked over the couches to unlock the door and leave. I was feeling suffocating here . and now when the deal is clear I don't wanna waste a mili second here

" wait."

his voice came from behind once more. I paused my hands over the door knob. looking back over my shoulder I awaited for something more to come out of that trash looking mouth.

" I never told you she lives in Daegu. how do you know? "

he asked narrowing his eye brows.

did I messed.? yes.

" Something are better stay unknown. Just send me her address. I'll fetch her "

I said and burst out of the room slamming it behind me . the moaning sounds pured louder with me coming out.

shoving the picture into my pocket and hands into my leather brown jacket I started to walk out of that hell. this place can be heaven for some people's but for me it was no less then a lightning hell. ......

So I found my new prey. Ready to catch her.

(TO BE CONTINUED)

...EGOR YERMOLOV...

 My trip to Korea was never sweet or adorable. Always many chause follows me to everywhere. How much I try to run away from it that Always stick to me.

"EGOR..... " Someone pushed my sleeping self. " EGOR ".this time the sound was louder and the push was aggressive. My eyes shout open. Taking off My surroundings I found a lady...... a Brown lady with straight black hairs. Her skin matched mine. Filthy Malaysian and Russian blood combination.

" m… MotHer… What happened? " I asked. My voice collides with extra concern and sprinkles of fear. " Run……… "

My eyelids parted with a jerk and an announcement of the plan landing. Childhood is a happy memory right,, but I never got that. My home where I used to live…. or with the people I had to live were never My Real Home. I don't remember anything about my childhood,, but my nightmares tells me better to forget them.

I looked around. Passenger were now getting ready to land, some were pulling their bags down of the cabinets. Someone lost their bags and now screaming nonsense about the airlines. I pulled my headphones to cover my ears. Thank god I am saved from being robbed cause my work here only takes some hours then I'll fly to German again that's why I didn't bring any bag. Even though if my bags got robbed The robber will lose his mind himself. There will be nothing but weapons into my bags. The amount of weapons he could ever see.

Soon the flight took of on the runway I won't tell a lie this flight was the most irritating flight for me. Cause some ambitioned Women's sat next to me.

Slut without filter.

The girl on my right was talking nonstop through the whole flight. Trying to flirt, acting like a child. And damn in hell I hate children

The left one tried to move her hands over my thighs trying to seduce me. But little did she knew this only made me want to kill her more.

I literally hate women's who touches me without my permission.

when everybody were coming out of the flight going to their own paths. those silly little bitches tried to follow me. they called my name a thousand times but I just ignored like this is the only thing I can do.

I shoved my hands inside my pockets and my boots hit on the crystal clear floor's of the airport while making my way out of the place. when I came out .one driver was already waiting for me outside leaning over the a blood red and black combinationed McLaren car and watching something interesting. j can say it with the big smile carving on his monkey face. it's almost disgusting.

 Without waiting for any reaction I directly jerked opened the car door. I threw my belongings inside and walked around the Car to the driving seat. well I like to drive my own ride even though it's someone else's car. till now the driver noticed that the main interesting thing was already here. he pushed off the car and shoved his phone into his pocket before rushing to the driving side .

" e.. excuse me sir. don't take stree I'll drive " He grip my hand which was already on the car door . I wished to jerk off his hands but dropping that wish I just simply glared at him for stopping me. his shoulders got alert while the figure got straighten up. he left my hand and bowed sorry then stepped back.

seeing the freedom I pulled the car door open and get into it then started to car reverse.

I always wanted to own a McLaren and newsflash I do own 10s of them. I don't know it's all about the power and confidence it gives me whenever I am driving it. no one can love this car then me.

prove me wrong

I have a white McLaren car as a Chandelier in my house so I can stare at it when ever I want.

I drove my way to the "MYTHOCOL FIRCE HIGH" . here is where I'll find my prey. when I reached . in front of me there was a old historic college standing at its pride.

A collection of 39 self-governing colleges, each with its own history, buildings, and community of students and academics. While colleges provide accommodation, social life, and tutorial teaching (small-group sessions), the overarching University sets degrees, manages faculties (broad academic groupings like "Faculty of English"), runs central libraries, and conducts major research. The power is distributed between the University and the independent colleges. Students are members of both. This decentralized structure, grown over centuries, is characterized by ancient traditions, vast endowments, and a globally influential alumni network

Stepping out of the car I scanned my surroundings to take a note of every inches of this place. Just one glimpse of that girl the Matter is done

" Excuse me.... "

a sweets and soft feminine voice invaded my research. I turned my head back to see. for a Brief moment I can sense myself begging for air and my heart to beat. Sai.... she was standing right behind me... smiling.. the same smile I had seen back then....

(TO BE Continued)