Fourteen (edited)

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Esmeray

I woke up with a stomping headache. Last night after hanging out with Liam, I came home and drank two bottles of whiskey in my room.

Damm, now that I think about it, that sounds depressing. Drinking alone in my room, but I guess that is what I like, being alone.

At the time, it was fine, but now I regret it. I got out of bed and took a hot shower. It helped lessen my headache a little, but not much.

I changed my clothes for today as I am meeting an old friend. We are going to go over my plans to take down Nevan.

(Her outfit but with nude heels)

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We are going to be meeting in his office, so I have to dress a little professionally. Which I don't mind as I like wearing suits and stuff.

I put on some rings, necklaces, and my sunglasses after, I do my hair. I grab my bag and go downstairs. I walk into the kitchen and get an apple.

Everyone was there, and having breakfast, but I didn't feel like talking, so I just turned around and started walking out of the kitchen.

"Where are you going?" Emilio questioned.

"To meet a friend," I said, not turning around.

"Turn around, then talk to me." He said firmly.

"Then I won't talk to you. Bye-bye." I said without turning around and kept walking.

I could hear him say something, but I paid no attention to it and went to my car. I drove to his office and walked to the front desk.

"Is Killian Rune in his office?" I asked in a cold voice.

"Y-yes." The lady stuttered.

"What floor?"

"23rd floor."

I walked straight to the elevator and pressed the 23rd floor. The front desk lady was coming after me, saying that I couldn't go in without an appointment, but I ignored her.

The elevator door opened, and I saw there was only one desk and then a door with a 'Do not disturb' sign on it.

His assistant looked at me and said, "he said no one can disturb him."

I smirked and barged into the room. He was right behind sweating and scared.

"S-sir I am so sorry for disturbing you. I told her not to come in, but she still barged in. I will get her out right away." He said, nervously.

"Leave now!" He said, not even bothering to turn around in his chair.

"Ouch! I am hurt!" I said sarcastically with a hand on my heart.

He immediately turned around his chair and stood up. His eyes widened as he saw me.

"What are you doing here?" He questioned, clearly confused.

"I am here to see you."

"Leave us." He said to his assistant.

I walked over to his desk and sat down in the chair in front of him.

"When did you come to Italy, and why didn't you call me?"

"About a month ago, and I had things to do, so I couldn't. Anyways, I need your help."

"With what? Tell me."

"I ran away from the Russians, and I want your help to kill Nevan. I know that he is responsible for your grandfather's death, so you deserve to be a part of this." I said crossing my legs and leaning back in the chair.

"What? Why didn't you contact me sooner? I could have helped you get away."

"I couldn't. He was hunting me down, and I couldn't let him find out that we knew each other. That would put you in more danger."

"Come on I am always in danger. Danger and I are like best buddies. So what's your plan?"

I tilted my head to the side and gave him an evil smile, and he smirked. Now, Let the fun begin.

.....

I came back home to change before my mission. It will be my first mission after leaving the Russians.

The house was very quiet. Usually, it is pretty loud considering that Theo used to be home. Now, since he started school he doesn't come home until 3:30 pm.

On the weekends, he is home and always running around having fun like a kid his age should.

I quickly run upstairs and change into a black halter top and pants. I put on some black gloves as well so that I don't leave any fingerprints behind. I strap on some of my favorite knives and leave the house with my bike.

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(A/N: You can always imagine a different outfit if you don't like the ones I put.)

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