❝ For my partner of all times, Jon. ❞
Vera Lu is part of one of the deadliest gangs in New York City. She is a trained assassin with an unfortunate past that shaped her into who she is today.
She is on a mission to eliminate her target, the mysteri...
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-- V E R A
The room was dimly lit by the moonlight escaping the single window. I was able to make out the shape of one bed and a nightstand in the darkness.
I pushed the man to the wall.
The man's hooded blue eyes shined in the darkness, and I see them dart to my vulgar outfit. He grasped my hips tightly and a deep laugh rumbled from his throat.
"Blue. My favorite color."
I touched his thigh softly, making him groan slightly and leaned in close to his ear. He smelled of musky cologne and lavender.
"The name's Lilith," I lied about my name not wanting to give away my identity to the masked stranger.
"Delirious."
What a fitting name for a such an ominous persona.
I reached to remove the mask, revealing a handsome young male. His dark chocolate hair was messy, making him look like sex.
I managed to successfully sneak the gun into my hands but hesitated to shoot him due to how enticing he was.
His pink lips curled up leisurely into a smirk.
"I know who you are, Vera."
I pointed the gun at him, slightly shocked. Now it was my turn to smirk.
"Give me the cash and perhaps I'll spare you."
Delirious let out an almost maniacal laugh.
"I believe it's the other way around, princess. You don't think I came prepared?" he leered at me. He pulled out a phone and spoke into it.
"Code 146, drop down."
"Copy, boss."
Two cloaked figures dropped from the vents on the ceiling, each holding an AK-47.
"Shit," I muttered, I was a skilled assassin and gunman but two large guns was no competition for a small pistol.
Mama ain't raise no quitter.
I pretended to be afraid and backed away, the men advancing towards me. When the first man got within my range, I dropkicked him and punched him in the jaw, knocking him out. I grab the AK from the unconscious body and quickly shot the other man in the calf before he could react.
Pointing the gun at Delirious, I laughed lightly.
"Last words?"
He calmly walked over to the nightstand, picked up his battered hockey mask, and readjusted it on his face.
"My real name's Jonathon. I'll see you around, Vera." he let out his delirious laughter once again and winked at me before jumping out the window and into a helicopter.
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