Killing Him

Chapter 1

Prologue

He ran his rough hand down my back, of course traveling to my butt. He was really cute, short brown hair styled up kind've like Edward Cullen actually. He had nicely tailored pants, which I'm sure were going to come off at any second, and a sleek right dress shirt, which was balled up tightly in his hand. His dockers along with my Louis Vuitton heels were splayed out on the floor. He had a firm nicely set jaw, straight nose, and forest green eyes. He was pretty cute. Too bad I had to kill him.

Chapter 1

Yes you read that right, I didn't stutter. I have to kill him, considering that's my job. I'm a teenage assassin for the United States, my wonderful country. But I'm originally from Argentina, but moved to San Diego when I was five, with my dad. Who is actually also an assassin. He kinda taught me everything I know.

By now this guy had me down to my bra and panties, and his eyes were wandering and silently admiring my body. I rolled my eyes. Yeah I have a good body and all, but honestly if it weren't for the excruciating workouts and diet plans I was given, I would probably be about 400 pounds. I love junk, but of course it's cut off from me. I still manage to sneak in a couple of twinkies here and there.

Anyways, this guy was the head of operations, aka the plan master. He took care of all of the business, shipping, receiving, or taking inventory of the drugs, guns, and illegal immigrants. Most people think that you start at the top automatically, the mobs leaders. But you can't just skip to them. You start at the bottom and slowly work up. I had been working on this same gang for two years now. They're the 3rd largest gang in the United States. Can't give out the name though, I've already leaked a lot.

My instructions were simple, kill him silently. My plan was rolling along smoothly, I managed to get in his room quickly. Guys can't control their raging hormones and keep it in their pants. You would think someone this high up would be smarter.

His hands were roaming all over my body, which was really annoying considering I don't like to be touched like that. But I was going with the flow. I bent my head down, so my dark hair fell over the right side of his face and I could nibble his left ear.

"I'll be right back, k?" I said sweet and seductively.

"Don't take too long," he grunted as he grabbed my ass. I giggled fakely, enough to convince him that I really wanted him.

I sauntered to the bathroom, lightly stepping with my tiptoes on the ground. I quickly shut the door and lifted up my hair. I slipped the tiny transmitter from the back of my neck and pressed the on button.

He was drinking his whiskey from the nightstand. And three, two, one...... His eyes rolled back into his skull as his head hit the pillow.

He went rigid, like a stick. I stuck the transmitter back on my neck and quickly walked out of the bathroom. I scooped up my clothes and slipped them back on. Ahhh that felt better. I tossed my heels in my bag, and quickly searched through some papers on the desk. No, no, yes! Here they are, the plans for the next shipping. What an idiot for leaving them here. I'll have to get back to the lab to see if they're real or not. I slung my bag over my shoulder, and walked out of the room only leaving a rumpled bed and a dead body.

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