Healed (Completed)

Chapter - 1

Kia

"Beautiful."

"Thank you." I faked a smile and set my glass on the table. I was with my next target. He was a dealer in drugs and I was planning to knock him off. Poor man, he thought I was about to have fun with him. But he didn't even know I was greedy for his blood and possessions. Not just because he had a large drug house, but because he had a connection to Vivian Miller. My bloodthirsty enemy. "So tell me about your boss," I said, and stepped up to him.

He frowned like he didn't understand my words. "My boss?"

"Yes, Vivian Miller."

He took a sip of his wine. "First, he is not my boss, and second, I know nothing about him. If I knew about him, why would I tell you? I can't cross him."

I stepped closer to him and unbuttoned his shirt. "Not even after having fun with me?" I pouted.

"Sweetheart, I know nothing about him." He grabbed my hand and directed me toward the bed. "Let's start. I'm desperate to have you."

I narrowed my eyes at him, wanting nothing more than to strangle his neck. "I'm desperate too, but give me an answer first," I demanded.

He kept quiet.

"Okay, if you don't want to answer." I sighed and grabbed my clutch. "Have fun with your hand," I smirked, heading straight for the door. I was confident that he would stop me. Who wants to lose an opportunity with me? I had a flawless figure, better than those supermodels. I had dark brown hair with green eyes, which made me look innocent. Only a fool could miss a chance with me.

"Sweetheart," he called out, and I smirked in triumph. "Okay, I have some information about him, but why do you want this?"

No one had ever dared to ask me questions besides two people.

I turned around and approached him, ignoring his question. "Baby, I know you want me," I said seductively. "Now, give me that information." I held out my hand as I asked him for those documents. I knew he had a business deal with him.

He took out some papers from his drawer. "I have a meeting with him on Saturday at the Cassandra club. I heard he doesn't like many people around him, but he often visits there for a whore."

Oh!

I immediately snatched the papers from his hand and took a glance at them. "You have a meeting of the cigar business, so he also owns a cigar business."

He nodded. His wealth is beyond your wildest dreams just by working illegally, aside from women. But why do you want this?" He asked and snatched the papers back from my hand.

I met his gaze. "Because I'm planning to kill him," I said.

He paused for a moment before breaking into a laugh, like I had cracked some sort of joke. "You mean, you're preparing to kill a dark king, Vivian Miller?"

I moved closer to him, looking into his eyes. "Yes, I'm about to kill him!"

Suddenly, he stopped laughing and stared at me. No man in this world could ever resist my beauty.

"Beautiful," he whispered and fisted my hair before crashing his mouth to mine. I let him kiss me and let him think that I'm going to have fun with him. I kissed him back with the same passion because I was a woman of my word, but not entirely.

After a moment, I broke away and looked at him. "Thank you for helping me out."

"Take off your clothes, baby," he said and unzipped his pants.

I frowned. "Don't unzip your pants because I will not do what you want me to," I said coldly.

He gave me a seething look, but it had no impact on me. "What do you mean by that, bitch?"