Chapter-1 Assassin

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This content includes themes that may be distressing or emotionally challenging, such as TRAUMA, VIOLENCE, LOSS, R*PE, and HUMAN TRAFF*CKING. Discretion is advised. Please take care while reading and feel free to pause or stop away if needed...

PLAYLIST🎧

•Him & I - G-Eazy, Halsey

•Woman - Doja cat

•Breakin Dishes - Rihanna

•Ocean Eyes - Billie Eilish, Blackbear

•Gangsta - Kehlani

•Escapism - Raye, 070 shake

•I wanna be yours - Arctic monkey

•Play with fire - Sam Tinnesz

•Shinunoga E-wa - Fujii Kaze

•Runrunrunrun - Dutch Melrose

•Unholy - Sam Smith

•Shameless - Camila Cabello

•Boyfriend - Dove Cameron

•The gangster's wife - Ms krazie

ASSASSIN----

My arms around neck.'Fucker' I danced with him, my hip swinging with his waist, we were close. It was perfect I could kill him, but I forgot to mention that there are others in the club as well.I can't, it hurts too much to see him happy.

My short red dress cling to my body, and my hairs brushes the back of the knees, Greyson's watch has tangled with my hair several times by now.

We dance...until he leans in close to my ear.

''Let's go to my VIP room.''

He says moving with my hips in rhythm...

I Smile.

Its perfect I can kill him.

We head to the private,VIP room he booked on second floor.

The hallway is dim, the bass from the club thumping beneath our feet like a second heartbeat.

Greyson's walks ahead, confident, unaware. I follow every steps deliberate, never fading.

Brown walls, Black tiles, A red carpet stretched across the center sleek, low and a pair of handcuffs glinting from side drawer, he grins when he sees them I Smile…

 smile for now.

The room smelled bad I could hear the moans and pleasure scream from beside of our room-The walls are thin-

When he closed the distance,I leaned back just enough to tease him,feeling the heat of his breath on my skin,my lips hovered near his for a moment before I finally kissed him-

Gentle, slow and deliberate.

Sometime later he kisses mu neck, he's searching for something he does not even understand

sex?

power?

Who knows just a men's ego?

When his hand moved to my chest, I let out a soft moan, drawing him in deeper seducing him even more, when he was kissing my neck-

Something about it felt off-like he was trying too hard to feel in control to own the moment.

His hand are everywhere now-Greedy, Unthinking

He thinks he's in control

He isn't

I let him believe it a little longer... I slip a pill into my mouth(when he was not paying attention…he was on call for a sec…perfect time to take the pill)And when his lips crash against mine, I pass the drug to him-

Effortless, Unnoticed

'God~ how stupid can this man be?'

He the pill without objection.

At first, nothing. his eyes fluttered, and a slow daze settled over his face. His movement become sluggish, and the confident spark in his gaze started to fade.

I shove him onto the bed. He's unconscious.

He slumps there, limp and utterly still, the light catches the slack of his jaw.

For a second I stand over him heartbeat loud in my ears half triumphant, half hollow. club's bass thumps through the walls like a distant pulse, and the room felt suddenly very small.

I look at him with my dark, almond eyes-cold, unreadable,

No Emotion.

No Hesitation.

Then I sit beside his limp body, crossing my legs with practice ease. I lit a cigarette, the flame briefly illuminates the sharp curve of my jaw.

The poisonous smoke fills my lungs-

Familiar,

Bitter,

Comforting.

**Mission Progress:Ahead of Schedule**

I take one last drag of my cigarette and stubs it out on the edge of the bed frame, right next to his unconscious hand. The man Grayson, still breathes slow and shallow.

I does not care.

Reaching into my thigh holster(hidden beneath the red dress). pull out a sleek, matte black knife, But does not stab him.

Not yet.

Instead, I lean over whisper in his ears.''you shouldn't have sold names that weren't yours to sell''

I stud out the cigarette on the floor, inches from his lifeless hand.

No blood.

No mess.

Clean-just how I like it.

With a quite exhale, I rise and slips his arm over my shoulder, steadying his full weight against mine. His body is heavy, all dead weight now, but I have worse with less sleep.

My heels click softly against the floor as I maneuver toward the black staircase that one not covered by cameras. No one see us leave.

Out in the alley, my car waits-black, window tinted darker than sin-porse panamera turbo S-I props the black door open with a flick of my waist, then shifts his weight and throws him across the bank seat like discarded luggage.

One final glance at the club's glowing neon light.

No Alarms.

No suspicion.

I slide into the driver's seat, engine already running.

''target secured.''

I mutter to myself.

''now we finish the job.''

The city blurs past as I speed toward my base-Off grid, silent, forgotten by anyone who matter, tonight, Grayson sleeps, Tomorrow, he talks

Or

He DIES...

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Grayson wakes to the sharp sting of cold air on his skin. His head throbs. His vision swims.

The focus sharpens-Dim concrete walks, a single flickering bulb overhead, and the biting pressure of rope digging into his wrists. He's tied to a chair.

Across from him, I sit-calm, composed legs crossed. Still in that red dress.

Still Deadly.

A cigarette burns between my fingers, the smoke curling lazily toward the ceiling.

''good morning.Grayson.'' I says voice smooth and detached.

''loyalty's cute, Grayson. But I'm not here for cute.'' I smile. Cold. Controlled. Beautifully terrifying.

''wha-where the hell am I?'' Grayson blunt.(Greyson's trying to move panicked)

''what the hell is this? Who are you? what do you want? You can shoot me if you want!!! I am not giving you a damn!!''

''Greyson.'' I say to him voice enough deadly to make man shiver.

''You think I did not plan for something like this?! I've got friends in high places. And lower ones too.'' Grayson say confidently, still panicked.

''so you are screaming for people that can't even hear you, or don't give a damn whether you live or die?.." I say still same voice, I stand up and turn my back and walks toward the shadows''scream if you want, Grayson, No one hears you down here.''

And just like that...

**'THE REAL MISSION BEGINS....'**

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