My Brothers Best friend (REWRITTING)

20|A loss of inoccents

"Murder." She purrs against her lipstick.
I didn't know who this lady was but it seemed like a mater between Damon and her.
"Where you going" Damon asks.

"I was gonna let you too talk obviously you have some personal business you need to take care of."
"Stay." He adds as he motioned for me to come sit on his lap. I do as I'm told and adjust myself comfortably.

"Now tell me again Miss what exactly do you want me to do." He asks as if he doesn't already know.

She clears her throat. Throwing a file on the desk, as Damon opens it there's a picture of a man probably in his 40s. He scanned the files and threw back to her on the desk. "Listen I dont kill cheating husban-."

I'll give you 9,000 dollars."
He smirks.
"When would you like me to start."

She smiles knowing Damon give in. But she couldn't be serious 9,000 dollars?

"Now Mr thorn I know you have a particular way of how you like things done, so I will leave it to you. I know you are the best." She smiles as she runs her fingers down his arm.

"Good then you know that when I want my money, I want it now."
I watch as she grabs a white envelope from her purse and throws it on the desk.
Damon takes his thumb to peek inside, he doesn't even bother counting it. But I guess you'd have to have some suicide mission to lie to Damon.

"297. Market street." He will be there at 7 pm tonight.."

"And for what will he be there for."

Her face is built with hatred, "His mistress." He nods. "I'm going to need the. Apartment key. Sniper shot, it will be simple and quick. He adds. I am going to need you to come as well Adrien." He looks up at me.

"Why." I asked concerned.

"2 man job my love." He replies.

The women looked me up and down scolding me. "I can tell she will be an distraction if she comes. Why can't you just use a knife instead."

I laugh. "A knife?" She looked at me in aw that I had the nerve to laugh. I could tell this lady was used to getting what she wanted. A knife darling is for personal reasons. A gun, ... now a gun is used for business. Do you want to know why?" I add as I smirk. I lean over the desk and look her in her soft green eyes.

"Guns are too quick. they get the job done... but you can't savor the little emotions. In their last moments, people show you who they really are. I do bad things and I do them very well. Now what was that you said about me being a distraction?"

"I- um I." She looks at me with her eyes now widen. "Easy my love. You're scary her." Damon adds.

"I be back." Damon says. I wonder where he's going.

The lady looks frantic. "Don't leave alone with her."

"Why?" He rubs my back as he smirks. "She's a delight."
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We arrive at the apartment. It's old and rustic with brick walls. "Now why exactly did you need me to come." I ask throwing the keys on a random table. I knew he was perfectly capable of doing it own his own.

"Because you need practice, I would kill anyone who touched you Adrien with out hesitating, but you need to learn how to protect yourself when I'm not around."

"Well I' think I've been doing a pretty good job because before you came around I was watching Netflix and holding my cats. And now I'm holding a gun and bullets."

"It's much better that way you're life was boring before you met me" he smirks.

"I still can't decide if you changed my life for the better of for the worse." I add placing the sniper through the window.

He closes all the kitchen and apartment curtains. "Its probably for worse."

"I knew that the moment I met you." I smile softly.

I settled  the sniper into position and looked through the sight. I didn't have much time down the barrel I couldn't see my target. The middle aged man flirting with a blonde women, not realizing the danger pointed at him. I put my finger to the trigger and waited. The target leaned back as he let out a laugh. "I only have one shot." I say frantically. "Good. One shot is all you need." I pulled the trigger. Mr cheater died with a grin on his face.

I turn and look at Damon. "The job is done I smirk."

"Very well mi amor." He pulls my waist into him. "Now technically I killed the man." I slip my hand into his suit pocket. "So don't you think this money should go to me." I smirk as I pull the envelope out.

"Ahh. He chuckles, not so fast my love." He grabs the envelope full of money out of my hands and waves his hand in the air.
He slaps my ass as we put our ski masks  on and run out of the building, without leaving a trace in sight.

Quickly we hop into his black Camaro, leaving the building. We look at each  other with mask on, and gun in hand.
There's something so animalistic about this man. Something I want to be apart of.  His a force of nature. I asked him for it. For the blood, rust, for the sin. I didn't want the pearls the other girls talked about, or the fine marbles or clothing. I wanted darkness, I wanted him. If you ask me, I've changed. I'll tell you the blood on my lips isn't wine. He looks over at me as drives, grabbing me by my thigh.I look over and smile realizing he was thing missing all along. I wanted him. I needed him. I wan an angel craving chaos, and he was a demon seeking peace.

Sooo I feel like this book is going downhill, ppl are becoming less active :/