The 3 Rules

Prologue

Note: It may show violence and triggering parts too so for those who are easily triggered to this situations, I recommend to stop reading this story.

I was given the name 'Alvah' by an organization I work with. They even gave me a good life in the shadows but as a return, I should only follow three specific rules;
1. Leave no trace of evidence.
2. Show no mercy to anyone.
3. Never betray the organization.

Break it and it's game over for me but I'm blind to see the reality of it.
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Third Person's POV

Ahh... New York City, its busy streets and its towering buildings...Downtown a certain club can be found there, not much happens, and as strangers partied outside the bar room, a group of celebrities were hanging out, drinking through the night. A young woman went over the bar room and asked for a glass of wine.

She then sat quietly on a wooden stool chair as the bartender gladly place a glass of fresh wine in front. She took a sip from the glass as a man, wearing a formal attire, came and ask for a glass of the best wine they have. He sat next to her frustratedly as the bartender served it to him.

She placed the glass down as a faint smile appeared on her face. "Rough day in the office, I presumed?" The man glance at the woman with surprise written on his face. "Ashley? I never thought I'll meet you in such place." He responded as he took a huge gulp from his drink.

"It is a place were we could be stress free." The man chuckled as she took another sip. "I guess you're right." A loud buzzed was heard and the man slipped his hand on the pocket of his pants. He pulled out his phone as he stood up. "I'm sorry Ashley but I should take this." She nodded and smiled sweetly at the man. Before he left, he ordered another wine and gave her a small sheet of paper. "Call me anytime, I'm always free." He said mischievously and walked away.

She stared at him as she took another sip on her wine. When he got out, she slipped her hand on her pocket and brought out a small plastic bag full of unknown substance that could kill the person whoever drinks or eats it. The bartender placed his drink next to her and assisted the other people at the bar. She took the chance and poured the solid substance on his drink. She quickly hid the evidence and took a sip in her drink. Later, the man came in and sat on his place.

"Sorry I took a while. My wife keeps yelling at me and it kinda annoys me. Took me a while until I calmed down." He said and drank his drink. "I'm always here to help you calm down if you want." She placed her hand firmly on his shoulder. "You did gave me your number." Her hand slowly made its way to his hand. "And yes, I would like to have some fun." The man placed his other hand above hers as it grips it gently.

The woman smiled as she took a last sip on her drink before she stood up. The man gripped the cup of his drink and stared at it. She then hugged the man and said,

"Sweet dreams, darling."

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A/N
Hey guys, I revised the story a little because I don't feel confident about the old version (even this new version).  BUT I'm asking help from FFXVAJ42 and some of our friends. I can't promise you I will update this recently but I can promise you I will finish this. I guess. (-w-")