Valencia
The cold unfeeling assassin
A shadow, a ghost... she kills and moves on
She never sticks around for the consequences
Until she meets Adonis
And he entices her. Lures her in to his chaotic life.
And she can't resist but stay.
Adonis D...
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"If I have to" he said coldly, squaring himself up for a fight Why did he have to be so... rough? It was exciting An excitement I couldn't afford I had to kill Enzo
And move onto the next job But Adonis was too... interesting "Then come here... lover boy" I teased
He didn't move, nor did he look impressed "Fine, guess I'll take the lead" I said, walking towards him I pulled the knife from my boot, throwing it at him But he dodged it, grabbing a vase from the table beside him, throwing it at my head It smashed against my face "Fuck" I let out
I wiped my forehead, blood seeping down my face "Now is that any way to treat a lady?" I asked, punching him in the face "I don't know what you are" he said, grabbing my neck "But you need to tell us who wants Enzo dead" he said
He lifted me off the ground, and air escaped my throat I knew he was fun.
I grabbed his arm, using my strength to pull my legs up, wrapping them around his neck and tackling him to the floor I grabbed my other knife, ramming it into his shoulder again as I sat on his chest Making him groan beneath me His face looked good between my legs
God... if he wasn't in my way... him groaning beneath me would be ideal "I'm sorry, did that hurt?" I asked, he grabbed his shoulder, now once again pooling blood "Want me to kiss it better?" I asked, leaning down to him
Before I pulled it out harshly
"What is wrong with you?" He groaned in pain "I think the real question is... what are you going to do about it?" I asked, standing up "I mean come on Adonis, you're not really living up to what I've read about you" I taunted, stood over him
"A soldier for the cartel by twelve, out on the streets by fourteen, before you ran into Enz-" I was cut off as he grabbed my ankle, pulling me to the floor Straddling me, pinning my arms and grabbing my face hard, my knife falling from my grasp
Almost turned me on if he wasn't scowling at me "Tell me who you fucking are-" "You're that interested in me huh? Well take me out to dinner and I just might give you my num-" "Stop playing games" he snapped, making me laugh
"I'm not playing anything" I said "Then tell me who you are" he seethed I looked at him "What? No torture? I think it'll take more than politely asking don't yo-"
