Lilith Regina, a broken girl who has lived on the streets from New York City works as a hired assassin for a living.
What happens when she is hired to kill The Most Feared Gang Leader's Father, Andrés Sangriento The Father Of Vicente Sangriento Juni...
They've been looking for me but haven't. They've even searched up my name as if it's gonna do something which didn't, sadly for them.
I grabbed my phone and I got a call, unknown number. I pressed accept and placed it against my ear.
"Dah?"
"One Million, Allen Smith." The deep husky voice said.
"Accepted." I ended the call and threw the phone out the balcony after I took out the chip.
I grabbed my laptop from my desk and laid on my bed, searching up the name in the dark web site. Allen Smith, he is a childhood friend of Andres Sangriento and used to be his right hand.
I checked his current location and it was at a ballroom, great now I have to dress up for a stupid ballroom full of mafia people I'm guessing.
I closed my laptop and went inside my walk in closet, beginning to find a ballroom dress. Then I found a red dress that had some lace on it, it was a ball dress.
I grabbed it and began to undress myself before putting on the tight dress that lifted my tits up a bit. The dress formed my body figure along the way too, it showed my legs from both sides and only covered the middle.
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I quickly grabbed my red heels and put them on before heading to my vanity, I began to straighten my hair. Then I did my usual makeup and grabbed my red purse.
I walked towards my full body mirror and looked at myself with a smirk, I was hot but I was missing something.
My red lipstick.
I grabbed my red lipstick and my small mirror, beginning to color my lips full red. I smacked my lips then I grabbed my knife that had my signature carved on it and placed it on my thigh knife holster.
I fixed my hair quickly and walked out my penthouse, ready to kill fuckers.
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15 years ago
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Lilith's Birthday
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I was free, the day of my birthday I was free. I smiled as I walked out the door. I had blood on my shirt but I didn't care. I was free and no one can stop me this time, because they're dead.
