Angel Of Death (On Hold)

Chapter 2

"you lost honey" the man said in a more or less of a cocky tone. I just smiled innocently. He had cropped brown hair and ugly brown eyes to match. He was threatening to expose my boss for his illegal work. We just can't have that now can we?

This job was so easy and I make a lot of money. No normal person or anyone of my kind would be able to do this job. 

Does he really think that I would be lost? This is his fucking mansion. Does he think that I just wandered into a rich neighborhood and choose to walk up his drive way and walked past his 50 gaurds into the house and ended up in his room?

Dumb-ass.

I'm far from lost. I'm here for business reasons. I have no attraction to him what so ever.

I shook my head no that I wasn't lost. " I want to show you something down stairs" I held my hand gloved hand out for him to grab. He just raised his eye brow questionably. I just smiled again and nooded my head towards the huge pine door. He put his hand in mine and I pulled him down the white marble stair case to the foyer where I left the guards.

He never said anything so either did I. I liked to keep talking down to a minimum when I'm working. I could have had this job done in about a half hour but I wanted something more out of it.

"ready?" I asked. Before I left the guards I made sure to close the doors to the entree way. I'm sure he doesn't do much talking with his one night stands either.

"yes." he smirked " what do you have for me?" god does he think I'm a whore and I brought more girls with me. I dropped his hand and pulled the grand white doors open at the same time. They hit the walls with a loud bang.

Fear filled the area around him. I twisted around to see his reaction his eyes were nearly falling out of there sockets. The blood drained from his tan face.  

I laughed histaricly. He was the only one left on my list for the day. Things were going the way I planned them, as always.

"you like it" I paused for dramaticicity. " no.? Well that's to bad because I thought you would"

I fake pouted sticking my bottom lip out. He was gob stricken. He stood there close to fainting.

I grabbed his hand and tugged him up the stairs to his office. He has to have his will around there somewhere. I pushed his shocked  body into a leather chair near the wood desk at the head if the room. It was cozy. The walls were painted a navy blue And there were book shelves all the way around the room.  

I started going through his desk. Papers and folders and books trashed the room now. Finally the last thing I reached was the will.

I giggled like a school girl who just found out her crush liked her. It was blank. The only thing that needed to be on it was what I wanted. Quickly I wrote.

'When I die all of my money and trusts will be given to Havoc Dusk Morient.'

This man was a millionaire. This wasn't part of my job and never is but I have to make something out of it now don't i? He deserves this for all the ripping people off he has done. 

" sign this or I'll kill you to" I threatened. My nice and shy girl sharade has long since passed. 

His eyes went wide and he quickly signed. "I lied." How stupid was he. Did he not see all of his guards. I swear it's a miracle people like him make it this long in a world like this. "I'm killing you anyways. Thanks for the money I'll use it wisely." I winked. 

I pulled my glove of and grabbed the paper making sure to  bump his hand. He clattered to the floor lifeless. 

I set the will back on the floor next to him. I upped my dress up to above mid thigh and pulled the gun out of the tight band wrapping around my thigh. I let my white, nee length dress fall back into place.