Chapter Three:
Betrayed By The Enemy
-F I R S T P E R S O N P O V
Valentina Vixen-
I stumble past people, knocking a few shoulders on my way, but I never stopped to apologies to anyone as the air around me was heating up, making it harder for me to breathe.
I have to get out of this room before I have a panic attack.
So much for keeping a low profile.
I slip open the back doors of the palace, allowing the cold night air to nip at my flaming skin, cooling me down and bringing me back to reality.
I don't know how someone's stare could put me in a trance like that, putting my body under some kind of spell.
God, get it together Valentina.
I breathe out, trying to remove all trances of his face from my memory but it was harder than I thought, as every passing second all I could think about what those damn eyes that captivated me, drawing me in like a moth to a flame.
I take another swig off the wine from the glass, making a sour taste as it burned my throat on the way down. I fought the urge to cough, instead placing down the wine glass onto the pavement floor and look around the luxurious palace, trying to find a way up to the second floor without being caught.
A small balcony that lead directly to a pair of French doors, and from the map I had looked at earlier, it told me it led to a grand bathroom.
I glance around under the balcony, seeing a stoned statue of a lion on either side with colosseums holding the balcony up that outlooked the massive green garden.
I surveillance the area around me, seeing the coast was clear. I rub my hands down my dress getting rid of any sweat that could be there. I step on the stoned statue of the lion with my heels and held myself to one of the colosseums making sure I was balanced before I climb up.
I stretch my body up, grabbing the edge of the balcony with the tips of my fingers.
Just as I was about to lift myself up, I felt a pieces of the statue break beneath my foot, making me lose my footing, but I quickly replaced the mishap as I catch myself before I could stumble off and potentially cut myself.
"Ops." I let out a breath, looking down at the piece that fell off.
I look around again, seeing if anybody heard me but all I could hear was birds chirping and classical music through the walls of the palace.
When it was clear nobody was around, I pull myself up onto the balcony. When I was up enough, I hold onto the railings and scale the colosseums until I stood on the edge of the railings.
I climb over the railings as carefully as I could in my floor length dress and heels.
I look around the balcony when I knew it was safe, seeing a mile of greenery and nobody in sight. I turn now facing the double doors and test out the handles to see if they were locked and to my shock, they were open.
As silently as I could I open the door and walk inside, and as shown on the map it was a grand bathroom with a large white tub in the middle of the room, with white and black tile flooring. If it wasn't for the mission I was on, I would have stopped to take in the room's full beauty, but time was not our friend.
I walk through the large bathroom and open the door a crack, checking if any security were stationed outside on the lobby, and to my luck the room was empty.
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Vixen: The Mafia Series
Romansa'Vixen' - A spirited or fierce woman especially one seen as sexually attractive. *** "Behind every man, is a stronger woman." *** In the Mafia world blood doesn't run thicker than water or...