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Her primary goal is to protect her family and her secrets. But what happens when the guy she is forbidden to kill uncovers the tr...
Video: 'Dushman mera' from Don 2. (MEANING: MY ENEMY). I personally don't really like the music of this one but the video is great. It shows the anger and hatred the girl have for the guy, while the guy is not only dangerous but he has a lust for her, in his eyes and actions.
LET'S JUST PRETEND THE GUY IS VANDERWILL AND THE GIRL IS PHOEBE.
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The ominous blackness of the night welcomed the start of mission 'Strike-First' as it envelops the city, engulfing it in pure darkness. With 3 targets for the night, we started off at a deserted box factory, whose mere look was enough to give anyone the creeps.
"Alright guys you know the plan, and if you don't want to end up dead in this shitty place, you are all going to be careful. Follow my orders to the letter and don't do anything stupid."
"And miss seeing the other two creepy places.... Heck no...!" Xylan interrupted with his funny comments.
Momentarily glaring at Xylan, "OK then... Let's get moving... Everyone in their respective position. Make sure we're in contact at all time and guys, it is going to be a long night so try not to have all the fun here itself."
Standing in the front line as planned, I silently observed my targets' body temperature through my wristwatch as they foolishly played cards, drank and smoked to the point of filling the room with smoke. The plan was for all of us to attack at the same time in each section, so proper timing was imperial. Lightly tapping my wristwatch, I whispered "One... two..." to the others who were surrounding this section of the factory.
At the count of three, I got out of my hiding spot and stood tall in front of them with my gun pointing at their face. To say they were merely shocked would be the understatement of the year. After all, they weren't expecting to be disturbed, much less by her almighty Angel. Howbeit, I was well aware the other two places would not be as flabbergasted as this petty party in front of me. Such news is known to travel at extraordinary speed in the underworld business.
"Hello sweet cheeks, how have you been? Did anyone invite the Angel of Death? Cause here I am ... ready to collect." Slowing approaching them, I thunderously voiced out with a sweet menacing smile.
"I will give you the choice of dying the easy way or the hard way... Although, I would personally prefer the hard way..." Still, on guard, I threw them off guard with a big smirk.
With years of experience proving there is usually this one fool who thinks they are way stronger and smarter than the attacker and fires first, thus having the privilege of ending up dead first, I played my card. Playing right into my hand, a guy to my right pulled out a gun from his back and attempted to fire at me. Unfortunately for him, I saw it coming, ducked and rolled on my side before the bullet could hit me. This pulled everyone from their shock state, propelling all my men to come out of their hiding spots, starting the real fun.
