FLORAKIS ; THE MAFIA LIFE STYLE.

THE INTERLUDE.

"Fuck . . ."

Lydia leaning on a nearby wall as her dainty digits swiped over her bottom lip, she looked down at the blood that stained her finger pads. The caribbean jawn's teeth would grit out of irritation; feeling her fight or flight trigger almost instantly.

"alright . . . since you wanna play games, I'll play along."

The jawn spoke out to her opponent, revealing herself from the dark shadows. Florakis' face was filled with full determination.

❛ You've come out to play? bold choice, pretty girl.❜

A little smirk would appear onto the assassin's face as the look of determination, slowly shifted to a look on blood thirst. Lydia took a few steps towards the man before her. As she took those very few steps, the assassin's neck would rotate counterclockwise as the room went black.

Immediately the man became nervous. he didn't know what was about to happen, which was hilarious to Lydia. the power the black panther would take over the woman's body. the hues of her eyes glowed green like the infamous black panther, watching the man shrivel up in complete fear. this made Lydia chuckle out of amusement.

"Ah,,, what is wrong, pretty boy? You're not... nervous are you?"

speaking in her naturally tenor, caribbean/italian accent, she slowly started making her way towards the man, walking in elegance and confidence. the lights would then start to flicker for not even a second, showing that Lydia was about almost done transforming into her true form.

❛ Y—you're a demon! ❜

The man yelled out ; his voice being laced with death hounding fear. Lydia couldn't help but to chuckle a little bit more, stopping her tracks as she closed her eyes, making the room pitch black once again.

❛ where the fuck are you?! SHOW YOURSELF YOU ABOMINATION! ❜

The area was dead silent. The man's dreadful voice echoing in the vicinity. You could hear a pin drop from a mile away. The aroma of fear from the man before the assassin intoxicated Lydia's nostrils, making her more hungry to get her assignment done.

Lydia would slowly lower herself to the floor, gradually, yet effortlessly crawling over to her prey. She was in full cat mode at this point. The pads of her digits would quietly tap and press onto the marble surface as the ball and souls of her thigh high, 4 inch heels followed with her curvaceous, lightly melanated body.

The heavy breathing from the male intensified, only making this intoxicating sensation stronger on Lydia's end. His fear alone made her quietly growl, letting her fangs graze over her burgundy painted, plump, and luscious lips. Swiftly crawling over towards the this man, she stood up in front of him, only being inches away from his flesh.

"mm. . . smelling the fear spewing from your aura is so intoxicating, is it not? i mean. . ."

A sly, yet sarcastic chuckle would slither through her perfect, white smile ; her hues now glowing that iconic, black panther green.

"you wouldn't know how that smells anyway."

And with that, the room would fill with light, revealing the assassin being inches away from her prey; Her long, flowing, white hair falling into her face. The Caribbean jawn would lean in towards this... human, grazing her tongue up from his chin, to his nostrils before pulling away from him. a smirk would appear onto her face, lightly giggling at the pathetic, yet helpless look on the male's face.

"Sei già morto."

A WORD FROM THE WRITER!! ;

Oh my god, hello! I'm Dani. This is my first book being written on Wattpad, so please bear with me! I'm still working out everything for an easy experience!

I hope you guys enjoy this interlude I wrote up for you guys! I'm working on chapter one as we speak!!

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