Target (Plagg x Trixx)

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I'm bored so let's spice things up shall we?

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"Are you sure you can handle this mission?" A voice of a middle-aged man wearing a black suit, sitting in a swivel chair.

"I've already killed one of the most notorious criminals in France and even in Mexico. How come this guy will be harder than my past targets?" A chuckle let out from Trixx's mouth.




"This guy isn't just a normal person. He's undefeatable."



"Sir, no one's undefeatable in my watch. I assure you that in the next sunrise, he'll be six feet under." She bit her finger, letting out a smirk in her lips.



"As always, you will. I'll give you a million euros when the job is done." He let out a briefcase and opened with bundle of cash inside.


"A million? Make it two." She signed. "I'm not just an ordinary assasin, sir. My time is expensive."



"How about the other half will be given if you succeed." He replied.



"Deal." They shook hands and she brought the briefcase as she left the room. She was also given the profile of the target. As she opened the file, she was welcomed with a picture of a black-haired man with green eyes and tanned skin.



"This guy's handsome." She chuckled as she opened her car and she sat in the driver's seat. When she arrived to the place, she changed her outfit into a red slit dress matching with red stiletto heels. A gun holder in her right thigh and she put a gun in it. She put some contacts to conceal her purple eye color and dyed her hair into blonde. As she looked in the mirror, she never realized that blonde hair suits her well.

"I look gorgeous, as always." She smirked as she closed the compact powder. She grabbed the invitation and get out of her car. She's not entering the building as herself. When she reached the entrance, the guard stopped her.



"Your invitation, miss." She grabbed a piece of paper to show him. The guard nodded when he saw the proof.




"Welcome Ms. Miller." She smiled back and entered the building. This wasn't the first time for her to enter such a luxury building. With fancy chandeliers and marble floors. This is normal to her.




She went to the 45th floor where the party will held. As she entered the elevator, a man entered with her as well. She pressed the button with number 45 in it and the man pressed the number 56.



When the door closed, the elevator started to go up. As she looked at the number in the screen increasing, there was only silence. When she looked at the man beside her, he was staring at her having fantasies in his mind.


"The elevator is so slow. Let's have some fun shall we?" She pinned him in the wall and pressed her lips at him. The tension started to rise when she started pulling his hair that made him moan in the middle of the kiss.


He grabbed her butt and pulled her closer to him. She planted hickeys in his neck and slowly unbuttoning his shirt revealing his bare chest at her. His hands trailed in her left thigh and slowly entered the slit of her dress caressing the middle area.

She moaned with his gentle touch in her womanhood and kissed him torridly. When the door opened, she stopped kissing and looked at him.




"Thanks for the time." She gave him a quick kiss one last time and left the elevator. She just walked like nothing happened. Well, this is not new to her.




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