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Female mc- Dessare Santini (Dez-er-A)
Male mc- Blade Ramirez
Imagine them how you please

Warnings:

Rape, gore, torture, guns, knives, cussing, misogyny, abuse

LOTS OF SEXUAL CONTENT!!

There will be warnings before the abuse, rape, and sexual parts

Dessare's POV:

"Your only purpose is to kill and serve. If a man tells you something. You oblidge. understood?" Slap.

"Yes, master. I understand"

I throw out the now short cigarette off of the balcony and into the bushes. Coran Volkov. The man who made me the way I am today. The one who made me believe for years that men had control over me.

That my body was a toy. It took me 3 years after escaping his wrath to learn my worth. Now, any man who tried to claim they're above me, ends in death.

I am Viper. The unstoppable assassin who doesn't have to take shit from anyone. I won't lie, sometimes when that memory pops in my head, I tend to seek male validation.

But if you've been told and seen everything that I've seen and heard, you would to. I walk inside and look at the clock that obnoxiously hangs on the wall and ticks all day.

9:30, I have 30 minutes. I put on my blond wig and make sure it's on perfectly before covering my one purple eye with a blue contact. I put on a sexy pink skin tight dress.

I look at my phone and see my target for the night. Soren Makana. 32 years old. Sells young girls between the ages of 12 and 17 for money. Disgusting.

My job is to tell him that I'm 15 and got into the club with a fake ID and let him take me to his holding place then kill him and save the young girls.

The man who's hired me to do this job is paying me 5k. I'd do it fro free but hey, win win. I walk outside my decent sized home and walk into my black Dodge Challenger.

I immediately drive off to the club. When I get there, I go in the back because I'm technically still not legally allowed inside for another year or so.

I go to the bar and get a shot of tequila and down it immediately. I felt someone sit down beside me and I turn to him and see that it's my target.

"What's a pretty girl like you doing in a big place like this, baby?" Time to act innocent.

"Don't tell anyone but I used my fake ID to get in. I'm really only 15" I let a fake giggle pass my lips as if I'm already drunk then let out a small fake hiccup.

"Come on, I'll show you to the dance floor m'lady." He said and I take his hand. I act like I stumble over my feet to continue the drunken women act as he leads me outside to his car.

He puts me in the passenger seat as I let out more giggles and hiccups. He slips into the drivers seat and starts driving to the place he keeps the other girls. I giggle again as he puts his hand on my thigh and I hold in the urge to gag.

"Where are we?" I ask innocently as we walk inside and he leads me to a room. a bedroom. Probably his.

He lays be on the bed before climbing on top of me while taking the straps off my arms. "If you stay still, it'll hurt less." He said as he trailed kisses down my neck. I grab the knife out of my ponytail and flip us over and immediately start stabbing him to death.

I didn't have time to wait on him. I pulled the gun out of my thigh strap and walk around the house, shooting and killing any gaurds I see.

I heard screaming and crying coming from a door that I assume leads to the basement. I opened the door and saw a set of stairs that goes down and realized it did indeed lead to a basement.

I walked down it with my gun up and shot any guards in sight. I picked the cell locks with my knife and let all of the girls out of the cells. I lead them outside and started speaking.

"I'm Dez, you don't have to be scared of me. We're gonna walk to a club a few blocks down and I'm gonna return all of you guys home." I explained and they all nodded or gave a thumbs up.

After 3 hours I had all of the girls home except one. "What's your name dear?" I asked she was shaking from how cold it currenly was in New York. "K-Kiara" She said with a stutter.

I stopped the car and got out. I walked to the trunk and got out a fresh pair of clothes for ger to change into. "Here, change into these. I'll stand here and turn around so that no one sees you change."

She did what I said as I turned around and a few seconds later she told me she was done. She sat in the passenger seat as I started driving again.

"I-I live in Italy, by the way." She said lowly. I paused for a minute and took a deep breath before replying. "Guess we're taking a trip to Italy then, Kiara"

She smiled at me as I called and got plane tickets for tomorrow at 8am to head to Italy. "You ok with staying at my house for the night, darling?" She gave me a small smile and nodded.

We pulled into my house a few moments later and both went in. I let her shower and change into some of my clothes before I did the same. I cooked her some dinner and we went to bed.

We talked over dinner and she told me that Soren didn't like her brother for some reason so about a week ago he kidnapped her while she was at the mall with her friends and brought her here.

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I woke Kiare up at 7:30am and let her change into some kore of my clothes. We got on the plane and have been here for about 6 hours now. Kiara has slept most of the time and I read the whole time.

I kept my contact in and wig on. If Kiara's brother has an actual reason to have enemies then theres a change that he's working with Coran and I don't need him recognizing me.

3 hours later and we finally landed. Me and Kiara were now in my car driving around we went to get something to eat and now we're back on the road.

"Do you remember your address?" She nodded before telling me the address and about an hour and a half later we ended up at a mansion.

There was a gaurd at the gate and all I had to do was roll down Kiara's window and they let us in after seeing her face. I hopped out of the car and went to knock on the door, making Kiara stay in the car to make sure it's the right place for sure.

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The chapters will get longer, this is kind of a glimpse into her life.

Byee!

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