Twin Guns

5: seduction?

“So let me get this straight. “Gabby starts. “We have enemies coming in from France and Mexico and they want you dead?”

Dad nods.

“Why are they also coming after me?” She whines.

“Don’t be so full of yourself.” Dad says. “Allegra, you and Layla will be together. Even in school. No buts. I won’t allow either of you to get hurt.” He says sternly.

“What about me?” Gabby asks looking pale.

Dad shrugs. “Stay with Xavier. Or be alone. I don’t really give a shit.”

I laugh. “You think this is funny?! I’m in danger!” Gabby snaps at me.

“I’m aware. Anyway, what is this mission of mine?”

“Right, it’s more of a meet, seduce and get he hell put if there mission." He says nervously.

I raise an eyebrow. “I thought you never wanted me to get physical with man?”

“Yes but Layla has to go to Russia and Gabby is...too...boring?”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I ask, amused.

“Not quite sure myself. If you don’t want to do it you ca-“

“No. I’ll do it." I stand up from the leather couch I was sitting on. "When do I leave?”

“In a few hours. I’ll meet up with you in the in 30. Oh, and Xavier is accompanying you.”

“Why?” I grunt.

“Because he’s the best assassin I have ever seen. Now move along.”

I groan. I hate Xavier. He’s becoming more and more of a pain in the ass. Always disappearing-and not with Gabby might I add. I walk in to my room and strip as I walk know to the bathroom connected to my room. I take a warm bath. Taking extra care to shave my legs armpits and other shit.

What? I might not be doing the dirty but I love pampering myself.

I get out of the bath wrapping a fluffy soft robe around myself. I dry my hair and straighten it. I was born with natural blonde curls.

I enter my bedroom to see clothes already placed out. It was a revealing navy blue V-neck, off shoulder dress that reached mid-thigh. Along with a pair of knee length boots with a bit of heels and spikes underneath. The dress is tight and shows off my curves and ass. I put it on and walk out of my room.

I walk to the front of the house. There I see dad. “I really should have asked Gabby to do this.” He mutters.

I laugh at him. “You worry too much. I’ll go back to wearing baggy clothes if it makes you feel any better.”

He nods. “Please do. I’m not ready for my baby to grow up. Anyway, Xavier will fill you in on the targets background.”

“So I’m supposed to do what exactly?”

“You need to steal a key.”

“A key?”

“A locket actually. There’s a code in it. Later you and Xavier will need to go to one of his ware houses secluded near Mexico.”

“Near the border?”

“Yes. Layla will meet you when you enter he warehouse. A vault is in the deepest part. In the vault you are to not take anything other that a mini safe. Xavier will carry if it is heavy. There will be many guards patrolling. Even dogs. But there is every type of weapon you’ll need in the van.” He pointing towards the van were I see Xavier waving at us. He has a mischievous glint in his eyes.

I turn back to face my father. “That’s all?”

“From me, yes.”

I nod. I turn and walk towards he van. I enter and sit looking at the interior.

Well I’m not a car person so fuck it.

Xavier starts the engine. “So the man’s name is Eugene Freeman. He’s a billionaire who got his money the wrong way. Sex slaves, child trafficking,  name it. So long as it violates human rights, he’s your guy. He loves feisty woman. And sexy one’s too.” He glances at me. “He has body guards but during times when he’s at the club he isn’t that heavily guarded. I mean I don’t care who you are, a man needs privacy when he does the deed. Unless he's got some real kinky shit going on in the mind of his.So just be you.”

I nod looking out the window. The car comes to a stop abruptly. “What did I do now?” He groans. “I’m not with Gabby anymore.”

“Then we’re are you nowadays?” I ask looking him dead in the eye. He averts his eyes.

“No where.” He mutters.

“That’s what I thought. Continue driving.” I glare at him.

He sighs. And we eventually get to the said club. I jump out of the car and enter.

I see bodies grinding and sweaty. Kissing and drinking. Why do people go to club? I mean I might kill but this shits just disgusting.

I weave my way through the sweaty and hormonal humans. I sit at the bar and order what shit I saw first. I don’t care for alcohol or beer or whatever is in this shit hole.

The bartender gives me my drink and stares at my cleavage and looks his lips.

Here we go.

“What’s a pretty girl like you doing here?”

Called it!

I make small chat and when I see the target entering I stare at him. Quite handsome. But he’s a total prick. I continue to stare at him until he sits down. I walk back to the throng of people and start dancing. Swaying my hips and attracting the attention of males around me. Making sure to keep eye contact with the targets who’s practically eye fucking me. I turn around to see two men getting dangerously close into my personal bubble.

I resist the urge to gag. They’re pretty but nah uh.

I feel a pair of hands on my waist from behind. I grin. “You’ve been quite the tease now aren’t you.” Eugene rasps in my ear. I feel him grinding against my behind.

“Perceptive, aren’t you?” I whisper back. Making my voice sound sultry.

He turns me around looks at me dead in the eye. But before he starts speaking again.

Gunshots. Screams. Then it all went black.

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I'm so so sorry for for not updating earlier. School is being an absolute bitch. Thanks for viewing my content!

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