When you’re an assassin you don’t believe in coincidence. Everything is planed. It wasn’t by accident that Vlad and I were both in that club a few days ago. And it’s definitely not a coincidence that we both get kidnapped right after he brought me a drink.
I looked at him, waiting for him to respond.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he said, bluntly.
If I wasn’t in chains right now....
I laughed. “I know you’re lying,” I said, leaning back against the wall.
“Really?” he challenged, raising his eyebrow.
*FLASHBACK*
I finished applying my make-up and looked myself in the mirror. My red hair was up to my shoulders and I was wearing a tight red tank top with a black skinny jeans. I put my knifes inside my boots and my gun in my purse.
I walked pass the line at the ‘Under 21’ club and the guard stopped me.
“ID?” he asked. I looked at him. He was a big guy, probably around his thirties. I rolled my eyes.
“I’m 19,” I said, putting my hand on my hip. He gave me a glared and I sigh, digging through my purse. “Here,” giving to him probably the only real thing I own. He studied it for a long time before handing it back, smiling.
“Have a good time.”
I rolled my eyes when I got inside. I should have kicked him where the sun don’t shine....
Music was blasting into my ears and I walked over to the ‘bar.’ It wasn’t really a bar, they won’t let you buy a beer unless you’re 21. I laughed. I could kill people at the age of 16 but I couldn’t get a beer if I wanted too. I took a chair and waited for my target to show up. I looked around the club, watching people grind up against each other. I took out my phone to check the time, and to see if he had texted me. He didn’t.
About a half an hour of waiting, I came to the conclusion that I was stood up. Watch when I see him tomorrow...
I sigh and started to get up when a boy walked up to me. He had clear blue eyes and dark hair. He smirked. “Looks like he’s not showing up,” he said, putting his hands in his pocket. I glared at him and walked passed him. He grabbed my arm.
“Hey I was joking,” he said, smiling, “Let me buy you a drink to make it up.”
“No thanks,” I said, pulling my arm out of his grip.
“Please,” he begged, trying not to make the corners of his mouth turned.
Epic fail.
“One drink,” I said, getting back into my seat. The boy looked behind his shoulder for a while, as if waiting or looking for someone.
“You with someone?” I asked, smiling. The boy looked at me for a long time. Then he smirked, taking a seat next to me.
“Nah,” he said, then he called over the waiter, whispered something into his ear then turned his attention to me. I could feel his eyes on me. I tugged my left hand to my side to make sure that he doesn’t noticed my tattoo.
“What’s you’re name red,” he asked, as he started playing with his ring.
“Raven,” I said, straighting up when the waiter came back. I smiled at him and took my drink. I took a sip of my drink. I looked at him with widen eyes.
“Beer? How did you get beer?” I asked, crossing my legs. He shrugged as if it was no big deal.
“I got connections,” he said, “I noticed you didn’t gag,” he said, smiling.
“Well what do you think I did in High school? pray?” I chuckled, causing him to laugh. I took another sip then turned to him. “Whats you’re name?”
“Vladimir. But you can call me Vlad,” he said, chugging down his cup in one gulp. I raised my eyebrow. He looked at me and shrugged. “Long night,” he said.
“Tell me about,” I said under my breath. I could feel the beer taking effect. Vlad called over the waiter and he brought us two more drinks. Then two more.
“So you waiting on anyone?” he asked, watching as I drink my third cup.
“Yeah, my now EX- boyfriend,” I said, laughing. He laughed, slowly taking my cup out of my hands.
“Yeah that’s enough beer for now,” he said, but I pushed it back to me.
“No,” I said, “I need to have fun for once,” I smiled, jumping off my chair. “Lets dance!” I squealed. He looked at me like I was crazy.
“And what if you’re boyfriend walks in?” he asked.
I grabbed his hand. “What boyfriend?”
He smiled as I pulled him up and dragged him to the dance floor. I felt his hands on my hip as we started grinding to the music. I forgot about everything. The target. My boss. Everything. I looked up and noticed Vlad has his eyes glued to the door. I followed his gazed and saw two guards talking to the door guard. Kinky. But I was to busy grinding against this guy I just met.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
I stared at him. And he stared at him.
"What ever," I said, sitting back down and crossing my arms. I suddenly realized I was really tried. I laided on the floor and drifted to sleep. I might as well get use to this. It was probably going to be like this for a long time.
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Romance*written in 2012 at 14* Book 1 of the Assassin-Napped Series. New Summary! New Cover! Raven Perrin has many faces. So many faces that it's hard to keep track of them all. She's 19 and she doesn't know who she is. The job has taken over her li...
