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Well I was now at the club doing my baiting job, but I really did piss Ashton off. He basically gave up on me there. Like ended things. Oliver just told me to make him jealous. Go a little out of me way after the guy I have to kill is out of my way.

I agreed. Now, I was sitting at the bar stirring my drink with the little umbrella when a figure sat down next to me. "What in the world is a beautiful girl like you sitting all alone doing here?" A man asked. I looked up and realized that he was my client.

"I didn't think I was beautiful. I just came to get my mind off things you know, but I really can't figure out a distraction." I said while tilting my head, feigning a lost look. My brother, Ashton, Aleena and the rest of Ashton's members were watching from the railing. Ashton had a girl that was kissing at his neck and he wasn't doing anything.

"I can provide you with a little fun later. But, what's your name?" He asked. "Allison, but you can call me Alli if you'd like." I said, offering him a soft smile. "Such a beautiful name. Mine is Mateo." He said. he actually gave his real fucking name out. He looked away at a good time because I gave him thee look that meant your ass is stupid.

The people on the second flood were cracking up at my facial expression and I quickly went back to a neutral expression when he turned around. "That's a very beautiful ring." He said while taking my hand and looking at it. "Thank you. It was a gift from my father." I said genuinely. He let go of my hand.

"I would say lets dance, but I'm just itchin to be inside you." He said deeply, lust taking over his eyes. My eye's remained emotionless while my face was morphed into what people called my seductress face. I was absolutely disgusted. Maybe being a baiter and trying to be in love isn't a good idea. I grabbed my purse that contained the pistol my brother had given me, but we put the silencer on it.

"Let's go around through the back so we don't have to deal with the crowded line at the front." I suggested. "I'm fine with that." He growled lowly while his arm wrapped around my waist and we started to walk out of the club. We were in the middle of the alleyway when I acted like I dropped my bag. I stopped to pick it up and he was watching my ass.

I was quick to pull the gun and shoot him dead center in the head. I smiled and I was happy that I had no blood on me. I put the gun back in my bag and I stepped over his body while I walked inside with a cold smirk set upon my lips. I went back to the bar.

"I thought you left with that guy." The bartender said bemused. "He bailed. He got a call from work so." I said with a careless shrug. "Yeah, you deserve better." He said seductively when Ashton sat down next to me, hickeys were on his neck. Well red marks that will be hickeys.

"So your suggesting?" I asked in the same seductive tone. "I'm off in fifteen. My car is parked in the front but we can go through the back." He suggested. "Let's go through the front. There was a little group hanging at the end of the alleyway." I said. "Alright." He said before he went to take someone else's order.

"What the hell Octavia? You just going to go with him?" He growled out. I turned to him. "You ended things. You had a whore clinging to your side the second you walked in and she left hickeys on your neck and before you say anything, I was jealous. Yes, I was, but I ain't no more now that my mind will be elsewhere." I growled lowly, so much venom laced in my lethal voice.

He stared at me for a second. "Maybe you aren't the same. Maybe you aren't mine." He said before he got up and walked away. After hearing that... I felt different. I felt no emotions. It felt like my body just stopped. My heart was now ice, no longer giving off the soft beats for the man I was loyal to while gone.

My veins where love and happiness flowed was now poison and ruthlessness flowing through them. I got up and went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. My eyes were void of any emotion like my face. My eyes were darker than normal which had happened once when I swore I was alone in this world. It is what happens to my eyes when I am dead inside. That is why my eyes are so.

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