Hermosa Asesina - Beautiful Assassin

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Fuck she's beautiful.

I've known since I first saw her picture. How could such a beautiful woman be so deadly?

Rumored to have what, three thousand kills? Three thousand men lucky enough to be mercied by her, and the even luckier men that got to see her as the last thing before death. Like seeing an angel as you're leaving the world.

Knowing that the white fuck Nathaniel got to touch her, maybe even fuck her, made my hands close into fists. Imagining it made every ounce of my blood boil. That sack of shit got to touch her lips, put his on hers. The only fault this woman has seems to be ever letting that cono touch her. But fuck, how much I want to be him, just to have her call me hers.

Dancing with her that fateful day, having her chest against mine, her looking at me through her eyelashes. Her body tensed up at my touch, watching as she looked for every detail of my body. Having to come off as an asshole on our first encounter hurt me slightly. Watching as she stared daggers as I brought up her brother Kaden. Knowing her resentment toward him, I ached to know the reason why, because if it was in the slightest way to hurt her, trust me he would have been dead the second she told me.

I want to protect her. I'm not sure why, but I want to. I don't know how you protect someone fully capable of saving and defending themself, but the second I see a way, I'd take it immediately.

I watch as she leaves the room and smile to myself before answering the phone.

She was staring at my V-Line.

I laugh to myself before putting the phone to my ear.

"Santiago, mi bebe!" My mother exclaims.

"Mama, que necesitas?" I ask, happy to hear my mother's voice.

"Has hablando con Marie? No he sabido nada de ella desde la fiesta. Esta empezanado a preocuparme." She says lowering her tone. I recall the last time I heard from Marie. She informed me that she was going to see her girlfriend Talia and to not speak to our parents about it. Not only would our parents crucify Marie if they knew she had a girlfriend, but they'd also send me to go kill Talia, even if she were a man, only because she is black.

My parents don't know the women I sleep with, because it's rare I do. With coke, money, and weapons being brought in and out of the workings of the family, I'm too busy with work to be sticking my dick into random women. But when I do, who they are doesn't matter. I don't care for how much older they are than me, their past men, and especially their skin color. As long as they can fuck and don't have any life-threatening diseases, I'm fine. I also couldn't care less for Marie having a girlfriend. As long as they treat my baby sister right, they're good in my eyes.

"No estoy seguro Mama. Ella esta bien, probablemente necesite espacio." I said trying to think of a good excuse.

"Supongo que si, llamame si tienes noticias de ella. Te amo, bebe." I can tell she's smiling on the other side of the phone. I smirk before saying I love you back then hanging up. I lay on the bed with my feet still on the ground.

Tomorrow we see how good she really is.

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The sun stung my eyes as they slowly opened from my sleep. I turned around to look into my bed. I groaned into my pillow as I looked up from the bed and rested my head on my hand.

The events of the previous night had drained me, and my body had felt the full effects of it. I had spent nearly the whole day in my office trying to get more information about the Ramos brothers.