These violent delights

River

"RIVERRRRRR" I wake up to hear my best friend Mars yell from downstairs. "COMING" I yell back with a tired tone in my voice

Now that I think of it she is really my only friend, I generally hate all people but I guess that's what happens when you are an assassin for the largest mafia you kinda learn not to get attached

"Their is my hot killer" Mars says oddly perky and awake for 8am

"Did you get any sleep last night" I say almost laughing

"I did but Kayden called and he has a mission for us" she states Excitedly

"Finally" I almost yell because it has been one whole week without any mission, and that is way too long

"Their is one problem" she says a little quieter almost scared to tell me

"What is it" I say in a confused tone

"Remember that sex trafficker Alex Winslow from 2 years ago" she says quietly

"Ya that one bitch who gave me this" I point to the scar on my hip "we killed that motherfucker"

"Apparently he has a son we never knew about and he is at the private club today planning on transporting women and children" she says coldly

"We have to leave at 9pm" Kayden says out of nowhere

——————- 8pm———————

I sit in my room and pull my long black hair into a high ponytail and put on winged eyeliner and a red lip "I look hot" I say as I look at myself in my mirror

I walk into my closet and pull out black skinny jeans, a low cut black long sleeve shirt, and thigh high leather heeled boots

Just as I zip up my shoes Mars and my doberman angel come running into my room, normally If it were anyone else I would be pissed but they are the only two people I can stand

"Mars did you bring it" I say hopefully

"Come on river that's a stupid question" She says laughing

I look over and see her place two shot glasses and a bottle of pink Whitney on my vanity.

I know what you're thinking pink Whitney of all things... why. Ever since our first mission in 9th grade we have taken one shot of pink Whitney before we leave for "good luck" now it may be disgusting but whatever

We down the shot and just as we Kayden shouts "come on we need to leave" we get up from my bed and I kiss angel on the head as we walk out the door.

————— at the club——————

When we arrive we go over the plan one more time, I walk in distracting Kaleb (alexes son) hoping to get him away from the room where the women and children are, Kayden gets them out after Mars kills the Guard's and once that is complete I kill kaleb

I walk to the trunk of my black Ashton Martin DB11 and open my bag strapping 3 knives to my thigh and two guns on my hip "god I missed my knives" I state excitedly twirling one around my finger "I missed seeing you look hot with your knives" Mars says jokingly

We walk into the club and I immediately spot Kaleb, he is rather ugly and looks EXACTLY like his father, he is quite drunk so it is easy to lead him to a "private room"

when we arrive he looks at me and says "you are gunna have the best night of your life" slurring all his words

It takes everything in me not to throw up but instead I smile and say "I bet I am"

A few moments later I hear Mars in the speaker in my ear say " the guards are down... Mars it's your turn, give him a little extra for me"

Quickly I straddle him looking "seductively" into his eyes and say "this is for the kids" as I stab his abdomen "how many were their" I say bitterly as a slice his thighs

"56" he speaks proudly

I take my other knife out and cut off his left ear and stuff it in his mouth as he screams

"And how many women"

"134" he states even more proudly as he goes in and out of consciousness

Lastly I slice his throat and before he takes his final breath a whisper "tell your daddy I said hi"

I walk out of the room to see Mars run up to me and high-five me

"Mars" i state slowly as my eyes land on one very familiar figure

"Run" she shouts as she pulls my arm realizing who it was

We were about to get in the car when the same figure began shooting at us and when I locked eyes with his green ones I was sure of who it was

I lunged at him with a knife in my hand

"Long time no see" I state while straddling him raising my hand with a knife in it

Just as I'm about to plunge it into his chest he grabs my hand and rolls me over

"I like being on top mi amor" he says

"Vaffanculo" (Italian for fuck off)

I then move my hips and somehow flip us once again so I'm on top and swiftly pull out a gun "any last words Greyson" I say with a smirk on my lips