I gently step out of the big white car I was escorted in as I take in the place before me. Big, fancy and grand. You can almost tell that this palace was made with old money instead of new like ours. Admiration dances through my eyes for a quick second before changing it to a blank look but gracing my lips with a small smile.
People may not know what I look like but my mask is well recognizable. I'm not one of those slimy motherfuckers that get off on power but the admiration gleaming from peoples eyes as I walk by makes me feel powerful almost like a queen.
Climbing up the steps I scan the outside and I'm shocked by the amount of security outside. Maybe this is gonna be harder than i thought but damn it's been a while since i've had an actual challenging mission.
My mission was pretty simple and straightforward. Get in, pretend my own men are trying to kidnap me and then when our target walks in we kill him and leave.
As I'm walking through the entrance my eyes clash with Athenas. Her gaze is weirdly calming but I'm still unnerved by the amount of security scattered throughout. My mind is racing with the countless possibilities of getting caught before I even get to start the mission. I needed something to clear my head.
I swiftly walk through the crowd and take a seat at the bar. The bartender asks what I want with a not so subtle wink making me roll my eyes. I get my whiskey on the rocks and keep it in my hands as I scan everyone around me. This ball was a masquerade sort of theme and even though everyone was wearing masks if you have a trained eye you could easily tell who it was.
I see some of my rivals and I itch to pull out the gun from the hollister on my thigh and shoot them through their useless heads. I pull away from those thought because I'm fucked if I bring any attention to me.
The bartender leans against his side of the counter making me zone back into reality. He stares me up and down while I disregard his watchful eye with disgust crawling up my spine. Ugh.
I see one of my men walking towards me and tapping my thigh which was crossed over my other thigh. The signal. I promptly arise from the chair and make my way up the grand staircase leading to the upstairs quarter of the palace. This place was technically not off limits but everyone knew that the Italian Mafia was dangerous which meant danger lurked in every corner of this house to them. Lucky for them I dont fucking care.
As my heels tap on the marble stairs I snap back into reality and focus. I walk past a few rooms that I remember seeing on the floor plan i was provided. I walk past a particular room and hear screaming almost like a scolding. I slid off my heels owing to the fact that I didn't expect people to be here and passed the door softly without a sound. I go to the room we all decided on and start tousling my hair and slightly shifting my dress to feign distress. I hear the door open behind me and see the men I picked out for this particular mission in my peripheral vision. Perfect.
I get on the ground as one of the men whose name I think was Noah shoots a bullet in a random direction. Step 1 done. The 2 men get on top of me and tie my face with a cloth on top of the mask so the mark of the Greek mafia isn't visible. Now I just need him to walk in.
Just as I think that I hear a loud commanding voice that does things to me that it shouldn't. What? This isn't the old slimy bastard I have a hit on. No this is a tall man with a dangerous aura surrounding him.
As I look into his eyes it clicks. Fuck this isn't London Romero the don of the Italian mafia its his son. I look back at my "kidnappers" and a look of understanding passes through us. We are killing Alexander Romero.
My men fled just as we had rehearsed while Alexander stalked towards me. He kneeled down as he put his hand up to my face and pulled down the black linen cloth that was tied around the bottom of my mask. As he scanned the bottom his eyes flashes with recognition. This was my time. I brought out my gun from the hollister on my thigh and put it against his temple. I slowly got off the floor to my full height while he was still kneeling but with a scare- amused smirk?
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