Amaurotic

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Madelyn

I looked in the mirror, to see myself. I'm not going to say that shit where girls 'look like a different person.' I know this is me, just dressed more fancy.

I had a black, silk gown with a plunging v-neck, exposing my cleavage. The gown flawlessly hit the floor, revealing my exposed leg. I felt good and I looked good.

My hair was in effortless curls done by Callie. That girl really knew her stuff. As for my makeup, I had a soft eye with eye-catching red lipstick bringing out my dark locks in the plain dark dress.

I picked up the gun on my bedside table and strapped it to my inner thigh. Noah gifted the gun for my 16th birthday. It had my initials (M.K) engraved into it. I loved it and trained with it ever since.

"If Noah doesn't see what he's missing in this then he's blind." Callie said as she started packing away her makeup. Callie knew about my crush on Noah and ever since I told her she's been trying to send him clues. Obviously, he's oblivious as ever.

"Be careful Mads." Callie said worryingly. I hugged her before exiting the room. I can do this, I know I can.

I made my way towards the stairs to see Noah standing at the bottom. He wore a dark tuxedo which just made him look amazing. How can one be so perfect?

He heard my heels as I walked down the stairs and when he looked at me his mouth dropped. I felt giddy inside knowing I had this effect on him. I made it to the bottom of the stairs and stood in front of him, beaming with a smile.

"You-you look beautiful." he said as he took my hand and spun me around. I giggled at the romantic gesture.

All of a sudden, someone cleared their throat behind us. It was Kevin and he, too looked amazed.

"Wow, you remind me so much of someone I used to love." He sadly confessed. I felt bad for him in all honesty. I've never seen this soft side of Kevin, no one has.

He coughed once again before saying, "Mike and Thomas are out front in the car, don't keep them waiting lovebirds.

Noah chuckled before taking my hand and guiding me to the car. His touch, once again, sent shivers down my - now fully revealed - spine. He took his hand from mine and rested it on my back as he opened the car door for me. He's such a gentleman.

I sat in the back seat next to Thomas and Noah sat in the front seat. Mike was our designated driver for the night.

"As a gay guy, I can safely say that you look smoking hot." Thomas said, looking at me with an amused grin on his face. From the back seat, I heard Noah mutter something along the lines of 'idiot.'

"Do you have your ear piece in?" Mike asked as he pulled out the driveway and into the highway. I shaked my head, forgetting I needed to have one. Noah handed me the microphone/earpiece while Thomas helped me put it in place.

Noah looked at me, the worry in his eyes evident, and said

"Be careful princess."

~-~

"Name of reservation." The security guard of the casino grunted. Well someone's grumpy today.

"Shannon Sire." I bordely said. For every mission, all agents must have a code name. For this mission, I was given the name Shannon. It was a pretty name.

"Enter."

I strutted into the fully lit casino, scanning the crowd for Mr. Jones. At last, I spotted him at a table with two blondes at either side of him. Ew.

I made my way over to his table, Noah following me from afar. I sat on the casino table, waving my hand in dismissal at the two bimbos next to him. Mr.Jones didn't look too pleased.

"I can pleasure you more than those two bimbos." I seductively whispered into his ear as I placed my hand on his shoulder and sat on his lap. The other men playing poker couldn't help but notice me and whistle.

"Now there's an offer I like." Mr Jones said lowly. "I have this private, reserved room we could use." I bit my lip and nodded.

"I'd like to bite that lip too."

Nasty.

He stood up guiding me to the V.I.P rooms. I thought of my plan and realized Noah wouldn't be able to get into the room if something were to happen.

Shit.

Mr. Jones locked the door behind him and sat onto the chair, waiting for me to put on a show. Trust me, he wouldn't forget this show. I cringed realizing Mike and Thomas had access to all security cameras. I guess Thomas could use a few lessons.

I slowly walked towards the chair and put my heel to his chest, exposing more of my leg. Breathe Madelyn, imagine it's Noah.

"C'mon princess, show me what you got." This motherfucker did not just say that. I heard the inhale of air from my ear piece, knowing Noah, Mike and Thomas had heard that.

I pushed my heel harder onto his chest, making the chair tip over and in a swift motion I had my gun planted on his forehead. I love this feeling of power I have.

"Now, you're going to do as I say or I'll blow your head off quicker than you can call me princess one more damn time." He looked terrified. He quickly nodded, obeying my commands.

"Stand up." He stood up. I took out the contract from inside my bra and slammed it on the table. "Sign it now."

He read over the contract and slowly but surely shaked his head. He has the nerve to say no to me? I kicked him over to the floor and looked down at his face.

"Listen to me you pathetic piece of shit. You'll sign the contract or I'll make sure to harm those two daughters of yours." I spat in his face. I took his wallet and looked at the picture inside. "Isn't she so precious?"

"Don't hurt her!"

"Then sign the contract!"

He quickly stood up again and signed the paper. I snatched it from his grip and made my way towards the door.

"Thanks babes." I said before shooting him.