I walked into the ballroom, my white dress dragging on the floor with my face covered with my masquerade mask, the same design as the dress. This will all be worth it when I get paid.
I looked around trying to identify the target, Wyatt Lewis. He was the mayor's son, our plan was to kill him and then blame it on the mayor's new mistress, Annastia Frankling. Annasstia has some unpaid money so why not accuse her of murder? Perfect plan.
I walk over to the punch bowl and pour myself a glass, drinking while looking. I locate my target and holy shit he is fine. No! I should not be thinking about that, he is my target. I see the mistress is near so I pull out my bow and arrow, no one can see it though since of the crowded room. I insert my arrow in and then pull the string back, I carefully aim the arrow right where the mistress's hand is, and im about to let go when I have been seen.
I look at him, our eyes look, his grey eyes are even more amazing then his body, he looked at the arrow, then looked back at me, then winked.
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Freestyling stories!
عشوائيSo I am gonna free style some stories, I may have a specific prompt but if not a certain word or 2. If you want to use my idea please ask<3
