You're known for being a skilled thief and shooter, dangerous but beautiful. It makes you perfect for the job of stealing from rich handsome men, using charm and wit to distract them- your boss has instructed you to steal from and poison Raphael Adler but he's not so easy to fool.
I feel at home here, surrounded by corrupt criminals and people who kill for fun because the rush of adrenaline is what they seek, women who murdered their husbands for riches and husbands who sold their wives off to other men for money. I'm use to being around those who do wrong, hell I'm one of those people- I murder anyone I'm told to for a price, innocent or not I'm given a name and method, then locate and kill them without a second thought.
It's a glamorous life. Raphael Adler was hard to get alone according to my boss, after hearing of my talents he fired the last guy and promised me double the pay if I could kill him. I said yes of course because I never fail and people know that.
At the moment I'm stood away from the crowd, observing and taking my time to wander around before starting the task. I need to pass through the crowd, through the double doors and follow the hallway until I reach another set of large doors that lead into a library, once inside I acquire a small necklace and put cyanide into Raphael Adler's drink.
"Enjoying the view?" I hear a voice ask from just behind me, it comes as a shock and I jump slightly before looking over my shoulder. I'm met with a smile from a rather handsome man, his eyes are dark but have something about them as they look me up and down. I notice his hair is slicked back and he has light stubble on his face, well groomed, not to mention he's dressed in a tight fitted black suit and it compliments his eyes.
I turn back to the crowd as he walks up beside me. "I'm just admiring the crowd." I reply to him once again looking to him but waiting for him to speak again this time and not inspecting him head to toe for my own amusement.
"Ah, well they're all very interesting people" he chuckles and I nod in agreement as his eyes lock on mine. "Why aren't you down there with them?" he then asks.
Breaking my gaze from his my eyes flicker around a few people who're in deep conversation with others, they look evil and snobby but that's the normal here. "I'm not very interesting" I answer simply with a small smile as I once again lay eyes on him.
"I find you more interesting than anyone down there" he tells me with a smirk that I imagine he wears a lot because of how natural it looks. "I mean, you're stood here all alone in silence just staring around the room at people and I'm intrigued." he adds and his voice is low, raspy almost.
"I enjoy my own company" I tell him.
He chuckles "Do you tell many men that?"
I try not to smile as I reply "All the time" but I feel the corners of my mouth turn, giving him a small half smile. "I mean, only to the men who's company I don't want" I confirm.
"And what about my company?" he enquirers.
"It's welcome." I nod to him.
I watch as he smiles at me moving even closer so he can lean on the marble half wall in front of us. "Black is a good color, complimenting." he states after a brief moment of silence.
It causes me to look down at my dress, light and elegant in my opinion, most women here wear short ones that show off their toned tanned legs. Instead I chose something more revealing for my upper body, two lines of fabric hang over my shoulders pulled at an angle down my body to cover my breasts while revealing a lot of skin, they meet just under my ribs in the middle. From there the dress thins out, the fabric has thin layers and is split at the left side to reveal a lot of leg while I walk.
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FanfictionNathan Drake, Samuel Drake, Rafe Adler, Harry Flynn and so on. I will happily take requests, enjoy:)