The world thinks she's dead, purely so she could become her fathers ultimate & deadliest weapon.
Armed with a new alias & a fearless attitude Gabriella Valentino goes undercover in enemy quarters to avenge her mothers death once and for all.
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C H A P T E R F O U R T E E N
My feet were slowly building up a tolerance to high heels, it only took constant nightly wearing of them.
Ace wasn't in tonight, he was probably torturing my brother however I learnt my lesson, tonight I would be on my best behavior.
"How about a dance darlin?" Some lanky blonde guy with a black eye slapped my ass and winked at me. I picked up his beer bottle and smashed it over his head.
"Touch me again and I'll jab this right through your heart and watch as you bleed to death." Okay, so I was mostly going to be on my best behavior tonight.
I dropped the glass down on the table and walked off but then I had second thoughts and turned back around with a cocky smirk on my face.
"How about a dance from you?" I asked, raising my eyebrows at him.
"What?" His friends laughed along with him.
"You heard me, I want to see you strip." I pulled him up out of his chair and took his place. I folded my arms across my chest and wore my most amused smile.
The guy started dancing and everyone cheered, clapped and gathered around which only grew his confidence.
He unbuttoned his shirt and slowly wiggled it down his arms, his dance moves were not strategically thought through. Instead they were goofy and fun, it had everyone laughing. His shirt came off and he threw it at me, I caught it and waved it in the air like a trophy.
He moved his hands down to his trousers, shimmying out of them and stopping every now and again to dance to the music.
"Off, off, off" the whole club chanted.
He lowered his pants, they got stuck around his shoes and he almost fell over because he couldn't get his shoes off.
I had tears streaming down my face because of how ridiculously funny the whole thing was. After a lot of effort he finally freed his trousers and tossed them my way. Then the twerking started.
"No!" I shouted through my laughter as he was bringing his bright green ass closer and closer to me.
I pushed him away and then wiped my hand on the the trousers of the guy sitting next to me.
He stopped twerking and started rubbing his nipples, one hand on each nipple going round and round in a circle while he stuck his tongue out.
He bent over on all fours, looking back at us from between his legs. He was wearing some type of shiny Y-fronts in the most striking lime green ever known to man.
My eyes focused in on his backside, I had no choice but to look at it and right before my eyes a small red circle appeared on his left cheek and blood trickled down his leg. He screamed blue murder and every face in the room turned to look behind us. There was still smoke coming from the end of Aces gun.
