My Masked Assassin

Chapter Sixteen: Paranoia

Tom wasn't joking when he said 'honeys'. Dude was sitting with 2 girls on each arm.

I on the other hand was sitting on the bar with an army of guys buying me so many drinks I am halfway drunk.

I was wearing the shortest skirt in existence with a crop top that just barely concealed my bra.

My heels dangled under my stool, clinking against any metal it hits. To tell the truth, I'm freaking bored.

All these guys around me were boring as hell and were so uninteresting. They were either construction workers, billionaires, or surgeons - so dull and tedious.

I roll my eyes as the billionaire and surgeon fight for my attention.

"Jinx, did you know I have an island jinx?"

"I saved 250 lives throughout my career" the surgeon cuts in. "And I have a villa in the country"

"Why would she want a villa when she could have an island?"

"Why would she want a corporate puppet and not a real live super hero?"

"Fellas," I lay my hands on their shoulders and look them both in the eyes. "How big are you dicks?"

"Whaaat!?" both men instantly clench up. The billionaire squeezed his legs together and the surgeon's hands went to covers his crutch.

"That's all I needed to know" I push them away from me, get up from my stool and walked away from the bar.

I feel my butt sway side to side as I walk away, the DJ was really into Katy Perry cause that was what had been playing for most of the night.

Tom was busy whispering into the ear of a girl with really vivid orange hair, and the other three girls were fuming besides him and next to her. I grin and walk over.

"Thomas?" I say in my most sexy and clueless voice, lifting my finger up to my bottom lip of an added 'baby' effect.

Every bitch around him instantly looks up and glares at me. And I don't mean normal glares, these women were sending death glares my way. You'd think I murdered their uncle or something.

Tom on the other had looked amuse beyond belief. He looked up at me with interest and a small grin. The girls really didn't like that one bit.

I force my legs passed them and sit on Tom's lap. I wrap my long arms around him and tip myself up to whisper in his ear seductively.

"You're welcome" I say and we both fight the urge to laugh.

I get up from him and head towards the bathroom, where I proceeded to laugh my head off. Those girls will fight all the more harder over Tom, and I knew he'd love it.

I push the bathroom doors and walk over to the large bathroom mirrors. My makeup was starting to fade a bit but I still feel it'll last till the night's end.

Creeeeeeak.

I turn around...nothing.

"Hello?" I call out. My voice echo's loudly around the titled room, there wasn't a moment of muffled vibration, so I was clearly alone.

I turn back to the mirror slowly. "I'm already a paranoid fucker, I do not need-"

The lights begin to flicker.

"Oh hell no," I get up away from the mirrors and proceed to kick in all the bathroom doors.

Four stall doors later I finally fully confirm that I was really alone. I begin to breathe heavily, my senses where on high red alert.