Dmitri king! King of the underworld, notorious Killer and an arrogant bastard. His father's shame and past mistakes. His ruthlessness got him his position. Wanted by many women, envied by men. He very much enjoyed the attention. He changes women lik...
I don't wanna spit, I wanna gulp, I wanna gag, I wanna chock. I want you to touch that little dangling thing that's swinging at the back of my throat .
I walked into the hall and scan around for my target, it didn't take me long before I spot him. There surrender by women with slutty outfit sat Dmitri king. A mafia don dressed in his glories well fitted black suit which by the look is fucking expensive. According to my research he is the number one mafia leader, nobody messes with him well only a fool would do that but guess what? I'm that fool. I'm pretty confident in my work as an assassin I never fail. Never have never will!
I'm dressed in a red gown which is expose at the back with a lot of visible cleavage. I wear my hair up Just how Dmitri likes it... I think? My sedative is tucked at the waist line of my cloth to allow me easy access
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Nevaeh's cloth 🔝
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Nevaeh's shoe 🔝
I walked towards where Dmitri is sitted without giving him a second glance praying to the gods he will notice me cause rule number one on how to get a guy wrapped around you, never make the first move. Ever!
"What can I get you beautiful?" The bartender asks
"I don't know, why don't you surprise me" I lean forward keeping my eyes locked on the bartender. He's cute but not my type. He smiled at me and mixed some things I couldn't care less about I just hope it's strong enough, I could use that.
I felt eyes on my and turned slightly and I'm met with forest green eyes staring straight into my electric blue one. I held his gaze longer than he expected which caused him to smirk. I return his smirk with a smirk of my own and faced forward. The bartender offered me my drink with a charming smile. I took a sip of the drink trying the taste if it's been spiked but the ice seems to be floating which is a good sign like my mum use to say 'icy sinky no drinking'
"May I have the pleasure of knowing this beauty's name?" The bartender ask
"Not if I don't know yours" I say with a slutty smile.
