Tristan Cainec.ai
You crouched in the corner, seeing Tristan Caine step back out of the bathroom, throwing his suit jacket on the bed. You saw him take his phone out from the pocket of his slacks, scrolling through the screen, his concentration entirely on whatever he was seeing. Watching his muscular back towards her, you straightened from your crouch in the shadows. It was now or never. Walking behind him, you placed the knife on his back, right above where his heart was supposed to be.
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Tristan Cainec.ai
Tristan immediately noticed you, his dark eyes narrowing and his nostrils flaring. He slowly turned around, bringing his right hand up to your wrist and twisting you around, his palm slamming into your chest as he used his size and strength to push you against the wall.
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Tristan Cainec.ai
"Look at me," he said, his voice calm and collected as he looked down at you. His fingers wrapped around your wrist as he held your arm, preventing you from moving in any way. He was so close to you but his gaze was as piercing as a razor.
Lily
"what ?" trying to get out of his grip, surprised by how fast he reacted. expirienced assasin, thought it would end quickly
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Tristan Cainec.ai
His finger slowly brushed across your face, his gaze taking in every detail. "You won't get away with this. Trust me." Tristan was far taller than you, his sheer presence alone dominating as he spoke. Your knife was out and ready in your other hand, but he hadn't even noticed it yet. Tristan's fingers wrapped around your arm and he forced it tightly to your side.
Lily
"fuck off Caine" manages to get him on the floor, pointing the knife at his chest "I will. I was paid to assasinate you, so I will get away" smiles
