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Davina Romano is quite an exquisite woman. Being one of the most famous assassins in the underworld, she made her name by being absolutely ruthless in any way possible. She's been taught to be absolutely closed off, and to show little emotio...
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D A V I N A
Zachary's eyes slowly flutter open, and I make my way towards him, making sure to keep eye contact. I drag my finger along his jawline, and squeeze his chin with my bent pointer finger and middle finger, lifting his face up to meet my eyes.
His eyes bore into mine, and I give him an innocent smile. I release his chin, continuing to drag my hand along his chest.
I stop at his lower abdomen, cocking an eyebrow at his fast breathing. I move my hand a bit lower again, and stop when I feel Lorenzo grab my other wrist, pulling me into his chest.
Zachary let's out a big breath, and I roll my eyes. "I was having fun." I pout, crossing my arms.
I turn around to face Lorenzo, and he rolls his eyes.
"Fine." His figure wallowing back into the darkness.
I grab a medium sized knife, and drag the flat side against my thumb. I then lift it against Zachary's face, and glide the flat side against his cheek and jaw.
He clenches his jaw, and I smile. I drag the knife down his body, and onto his arm. I teasingly place my hand on his thigh, and smirk to myself when I feel his pants move a bit. I look down at his boner, and smile in amusement.
"Okay, I'm serious now, that's enough." Lorenzo's voice echos through the dark, and I hold back my snicker.
I stand up straight, the knife still in my hand.
"Wh-What do you want from me?" He stutters, his voice being slower than usual, probably from the drugs.
"Here's the thing Hall, you mess with our mafia, you have another thing coming for you." His face falls a bit, but quickly recovers.
"I don't know what you're taking about." He shakes his head, avoiding contact.
I grab his chin forcefully, making him look up at me. I glide the knife softly against his neck, but not too deep. Blood slowly drips down from the open wound, and he winces.
"I don't appreciate it when little boys," I scowl, "Lie to me. I'm only going to ask you this once, or you can say good bye to your precious dick. Why the fuck did you hijack our shipments?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." And with that, I rip his pants off.
"N-No please." He whimpers, and I cut his boxers off.
His dick pops out, hitting his stomach.
"Aw, you better say good bye to your best friend." I chop his cock off in a smooth slice, and his screams are like music to my ears.
Dream come true.
I shove his dick into his mouth, and tape his mouth shut. "Shut the fuck up." I roll my eyes.
