My skin is soft, my heart is stone. I'm always serious. My gun does the work for me. My name is unknown to many. But my works are known to the world. Welcome, to my hell that I love and abuse.
Boring days pass by and tonight is going to be my big night. Me, Blake, Mason, and three other men are in a car going to a beach somewhere. I wasn't sure but didn't care. I am going to spy on my biggest enemy. The blue bloods mafia leader.
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Giuseppe is the leader and he likes women especially. He rapes any woman he wants to. He raped my mom. I hate him. We've never been face to face but I know the second I see him, I want to make him beg for mercy. Starving, beating, tormenting, and setting him ablaze is what I wanted to do. As we arrived, I loaded my silencer gun and took off my clothes, leaving me in a bikini.
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I wore this and had my gun in my Jean jacket. I of course used a tanning towelette to make me look unnoticeable and even put a wig on. I saw him at a personal Beach hut and walked along the surf letting my feet feel the cold water. I guess he was horny or something because he made his way to me confidentaly and started trying to start a conversation. He lead me to his hotel room with a smirk on his face. Mason Blake and the snipers were on tough gaurd as I let him take me away. We were in his room
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And he began whispering in my ear and nibbling at my neck. I never made eye contact with him but played along. He grabbed my chin roughly and said "Take off your clothes" this is where I knew, one wrong move and I was going to be raped and murdered. I got up and began lifting my jacket, ready to grab my gun.
{MASONS POV} I had my sniper ready at his head as I watched her through the first floor window out of sight. She began lifting her Jean jacket and that was my que to shoot any second. She took off her jacket, shot a quick glance at me, and pulled her gun out, and hell broke loose. I shot him straight in the upper shoulder but he still managed to grab his gun. I shot him again, this time in the arm he had his gun in. I jumped through the window, but as soon as I did, someone yanked me back. Marilyn yelled because someone got her too. I started trying to fight back and managed to get out of the man's hold and jump through the window. By the time I did, she was gone.
