"Oh, you don't need to find her. She'll find you."
"Are you done eye-fucking me?" - He asked with that smirk on his face.
I looked him in the eyes and smirked myself. "No." - I answered and once again let my eyes wander on his body.
"I can't believ...
"Lily are my suitcases ready?" – I asked as I marched into my living room.
"Yes, Miss. One suitcase with your clothes, one with your shoes and one with your weapons." – My housekeeper replied. I nodded and went to my room to change. On my way to the room my dog jumped on me.
"Hey there, Arsen. How are you?" – I asked my beautiful black Doberman. His ear pointy and his tail short, he was standing tall and proud. He followed me in my closet where I changed in black cargo pants and black sleeveless shirt with black high heeled boots.
"Listen buddy. I'll be away for a few days, so you'll be with Lily, okay?" – He started whining.
"I know, but I promise not to be longer than two days." – I looked at him only to see him giving me a 'are you serious' look.
"Oh come one! That was one time! I wasn't able to come home sooner!" – He barked and exited the closet. When I came out of my closet I found him lying on my bed looking away from me.
"Arsen, don't be like that. I'll be back soon." – He huffed and completely turned around so he was facing opposite of me. I went to him and sat next to him. I started petting him until he looked at me.
"I'll forgive you for lying on my bed if you stop being a little brat." – He moved his ears a bit and I smiled.
"Deal. Now be good to Lily." – I said as I went out of my penthouse.
I got Arsen as a present for my first ever job when I was eighteen.
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I just came home from my three days mission. It was quite enthralling I must admit. To see the fear in their eyes, to hear the begging to see the realization of what's about to come. It was more than I ever expected.
I had to report to Rayan before I can go to bed so first thing I did was go to his office.
"The job is done." – I said, entering his office. He smiled and nodded.
"So, how was it?" – He asked, rounding his desk to come in front of me.
"Amazing! Seriously, it was awesome!" – My grin stretched.
"I have a gift for you." – He then whistled and a little black dog came strutting in the room. When his eyes landed on me he started wiggling his tail and came to me. I crunched down and petted him.
"He has full military training. He is six months old and the only thing he needs is a name." – Rayan said from behind me.
"Arsen, you'll be my Arsen." – The dog, Arsen, barked and licked my hand. I smiled at him and looked at Rayan.
"Thank you." – That was a good day.
On my ten hour long flight to Sank-Petersburg I was pondering around my options how to finish my target. Vasily Alistrator. He was a mid-thirties man, six foot, hundred and ninety pounds, blue eyes, blond hair, bachelor, lives alone. That's what the file said about him. In two days he hosts a party. It's his niece's eighteen birthday. Perfect opportunity. I will sneak in as one of the guests, wait till the party is in full swing and then lead him in one of the rooms in his house to kill him.
The rest of the trip my mind kept going to a certain someone with green eyes and brown hair. Could I do this with him? I guess we'll just wait and see.
After all of the planning and making sure everything is the way it should be I was getting ready for the party. My sleek blue dress was elegant yet simple. It had silver design down my stomach to my leg where it turned into a slit. Right above the slit I had two knives strapped to my leg. That was more than enough to kill him. He wouldn't even know what got him. My red wig was flowing down my back and my brown lenses covered my grey eyes. A little bit of make-up, jewelry, shoes a size too big and I was ready to go.
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Once I arrived, date free, I went inside. My eyes scanned the room seeing a room full of people. I went deeper inside and smiled to a few people passing. I took champagne and mingled until my eyes landed on Vasily. He wore himself proudly, smiling and oozing confidence. He was talking to guests, clapping shoulders and drinking whiskey. When he saw me looking at him I smiled shyly and cast my eyes down, looking at him under my lashes.
He didn't approach me until after midnight.
"Hello, beautiful." – His slightly Russian accent still present. His smile meaning to attract me.
"Hi." – Once again, my shy smile was on. His arm sneaked around my waist and he drew me closer.
"Let's go up, shall we?" – His lips next to my ear. I nodded, my hand on his chest.
When we were in his room, he started kissing me. He grabbed my ass, lifting my leg on his waist. I pushed him on his bed and climbed on top of him. I lowered my head down to his neck, my hand taking a hold of the knife on my tight. Once I had it firmly in my hand I slid down his body. He looked at me in confusion but when his eyes landed on the knife in my hand everything became clear.
"You're here to kill me, aren't you?" – He looked calm but his face showed how scared he was.
"Of course I am." – I replied darkly. This is my favourite part. When I close in on them the fear in their eyes multiplies. I love seeing them scared, knowing I hold their life in my hands.
"Please, you don't need to do this. I'll pay you." – He tried but definitely failed to beg for his life. I smirked and shrugged my shoulder.
"Sorry, no can do." – I said before slitting his throat. Most beautiful sound of knife slashing the skin was made, the resistance of flesh against my knife. I quickly moved away so I don't get blood on my dress. I watched him bleeding out and a certain feeling of calm washed over me. I took a deep breath and sighed.
