Cats and Mouse

V

Jezzabelle Jackson

Damn. When they said I was going somewhere to train I thought they meant like a shooting range or something. I didn't know I was going to some big ass mansion that looked like a large castle where an old vampire was living or something.

"What? Did you really think our family was as poor as your father made us out to be? The only reason why your father made you guys think you were broke was because he denied any of our grandparents advances to helping him out with his finances. Your fathers ego has always been to big for his large body" Enzo says noticing my shocked expression.

"Come on, I'll show you to your room. Training doesn't start till Monday so you have today and tomorrow to get to see how everything runs and to check out where you'll be staying for a couple of months" He explains further on while walking us inside the scary place.

Walking through the entrance, the inside was just as intimidating as the outside. The floors were all white hard tiles and glossy while the top of the building was full on the darkest shade of black I've ever seen. There was even gold designs in the black roof that made it looked like it was carved by angels or something.

In front of us was a big desk that had a tall blonde woman writing on top of the counter with a pair of glasses on the tip of her broad nose. There wasn't anyone else behind the desk with her but there was so much space with only one large photo frame that held a painted portrait of two elderly people holding hands.

"That's our great ancestors that started this place back then" Enzo informs me before we got to the front of the desk.

"Lorenzo Jackson, what can I do for you today handsome?" The model like blonde woman asks while her bright blue eyes trailed over my cousins figure.

"I'm here to sign in my little cousin here, she's starting her training this week and I'm here to show her around" He answers with a bored expression.

"Sorry, I almost thought you were here for me like last time" She laughs with a wink towards him before typing away on the computer beside her.

"Jezzabelle Jackson, 5 foot 6 inches, 112 pounds, jet black hair, brown and blue eyes and the newest heir of the famous assassin family of the Jackson's" She says reading off the information of myself on her computer.

"You can see all that just by looking at her, now can I get all her training information now?" Lorenzo asks getting irritated at her slow typing.

She huffs out loudly to show how annoyed she was at him not taking the chance to do anything besides get what he needs from her. I knew the men in my family were all ladies men due to what my mom used to say was the heavenly blessed facial genes that ran in my fathers side, but seeing up close at how Lorenzo was ignoring this gorgeous woman's advances was making me feel bad for her.

"Here's everything you need, if there's anything else I can-" before the poor girl finished, Lorenzo snatched the file out of her hands and began to lead me away from the now pissed off blondie.

"That was rude" I mutter while he practically dragged me down a long hallway filled with a lot of doors.

"Like my father told you earlier today, our lifestyle has no room for emotions and relationships. That crazy chick out there wants nothing more than to sleep with me for my last name. As soon as people around here know that you're a Jackson, they'll do everything they can to inherit the name or want to leech off you because of our bloodline" He explains as I take in all the information he was giving me.

"Don't befriend anyone here, don't sleep with anyone here and especially don't trust anyone here. There's no doubt that the front desk blondie had already began to talk to others about your arrival. The people here will only act like your friend for their own selfish advantage. But if you do want to sleep with anyone here, then let them know from the start that you don't want anything more than that. It may seem cold hearted and rude but it's better to be that way then to be taken advantage of" He informs me before we got to a large door with a sliding key card and finger print doorknob.