• Roxy's point of view •
I zoomed past the traffic lights as it was now past midnight and no other car was on the road.
Choosing these late night hours tend to be the best part about doing these jobs. It gets things done faster with no human interruptions and witnesses.
The digital clock in my car shows 12:30AM which still seemed a bit too early to return home so I decided to drive towards my favorite club for some refreshments and fun.
Dancing.
I parked my car in front of the club and gave the bouncer my key and flashed him a wink, having him grin sheepishly back at me.
I chuckled as he tried to stutter out a 'hi' while I just waved my fingers at him before entering the club, skipping all those people in a long line and grinned at the security.
Yes. I can enter without an ID. A bit of an advantage you might think. Well, what can I say, the sign on top says it all.
Roxy's Den.
Yes..... my club.
The music was high above the crowd tonight, as I strutted towards the bar, the waitress girls wearing nothing left to imaginary, nodding at me as I pass by.
I sat on the stool and faced the bartender for the night and flashed him a smirk when he started grinning and walking towards me.
"Lookie who's here. The one and only Roxy."
I placed my elbow on the bar and placed my chin on my palm before cocking my head to the side with a sly grin.
"Glad to see me here Mark?"
He flashed me his one of a kind, panty-dropping grin, which hardly never works on me. I wonder how many times he had gotten laid while working here for the past 2 hours.
"What's your poison sweet cheeks?"
He gestured towards me while holding a mixer in his hand while I just smiled.
"Whiskey on the rock."
"Hitting with something strong immediately?"
I just shrugged, flashing him an innocent smile while he just laughed and shook his head, but then handed me my drink.
I took a sip of it and grimaced a little when it burned down my throat but then smirked softly when it finally settled into my tummy and warmed me up.
I gulped the rest of it down within the next 10 minutes and handed my cup towards Mark, to ask for another glass before he paused me and handed me a red drink.
"Courtesy from that guy with the blonde hair, up by the private VVIP lounge."
I crossed my legs before straightening up more and gliding my sight towards the place he pointed towards.
Right enough, I saw a guy with blonde hair staring at me, wearing a black button down shirt and black pants.
He had this glint in his eyes and a sloppy grin plastered on his face.
You can recognize that ungodly face anywhere.
"Is that him? The infamous one from the Diamond Mafia?"
I just smirked softly before extending my hand and grabbing the drink and drinking it while directing my eyes towards him.
He had one of his eyebrows raised before he leaned forward, his head on his palm, his elbow resting on the balcony stand he was leaning on.
I finished everything in a gulp and found a cherry fruit still left before I took it with my fingers and placed the glass back on the bar.
"That's him alright."
I leaned my free hand on the bar and stared at Mark who was staring at me with an appalled face.
"Then why did you accept his drink? For all you know, it could be poisonous."
I smirked and slowly shook my head in response.
"We had a deal. We kill each other, in a fair fight."
I bit the cherry in my mouth and pulled off the stem, before seductively looking upwards towards him.
He had that satisfied smirk on his face as he straightened up.
"Such a deal you guys made."
I chuckled before placing the cherry stem back into the glass and stood up, bidding Mark a goodbye, before shuffling towards the dance floor.
Coño by Jason Derulo playing.
I swayed to the beat, in the middle of the dance floor, shaking my hips and rubbing my hands around my body and through my hair.
I gave it 5 seconds before someone would pluck up the courage to put their hands around me and grind against me.
And true to my words, a tight grip was placed on my waist and I just smirked while letting him grind on me.
I looked back up to the place where the blonde devil was still standing at and saw him staring emotionlessly at me while I grinned and gave him a wink before seductively continuing to grind on the guy behind me.
I don't turn around to check who it was as I just continued dancing with the beat until the end of the song and removed him hands around mine.
"Wanna go back to my place sexy?"
He was still behind me and he whispered into my ears which had me gagging on the inside before hitting a blow to his stomach with my elbow then turning around, knife smacking him on his neck, blacking him out immediately.
I let the security take him somewhere before I walked away towards the back of the club and the back door.
I opened it and went out towards a dark alley no one dares come into before walking towards the wall and leaning on it.
Seconds later, sure enough, the devil followed me back out, hands in his pocket, his face sporting that annoying ass grin.
If Mark has a panty dropping grin, this one has a grin that can make any girl wet and cum right there and then.
"Took you a while."
I asked faking disappointed, before he smiled sinisterly.
"Had to take care of that bastard that had his arms around you. Only I can plan on killing you."
I smirked knowingly, thinking about that guy back at the dance floor, who was actually part of a rival gang. His mission tonight might have been to assassinate me. I saw his ring when he placed his hands on my waist earlier.
"Should I be honored? The one and only, infamous Yoon Jeonghan. Setting me up as a prize."
I said confidently and proudly.
He just smirked before taking out his gun and cocking it towards me and I did the same.
"Let's have a little fun shall we?"
You smirked back.
"We shall."
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